[Damian's surprised at the change of direction... or is it? As with most of Father's statements, there are many ways in which it can be taken. He frowns into his own tea. Trying to disentangle it.]

[And then he rolls his eyes a little, figuring out, in the end that he meant the tea. It makes the answer easier - including on the various levels that he was thinking of, a moment before.]

I have much to work with.

[A moment, and a couple of sips and.]

Should I leave you?

[No way is he going to add 'to rest,' however.]