"I don't know what an Easter is so don't count on me to hatch notime soon."

He takes it, because the humor might help her. He looks at the wet spot on his shirt and reckons he can take care of that later. Wouldn't be too much trouble.

"Think you cried out a pint. Maybe before you make no more decisions here you go get some water to drink that ain't gonna kill ya." He thumbs to the river.