[... the switch-up is a little dizzying, but Warsman tries to adjust to it quickly; he's probably gone and put his foot in his mouth, so to speak, so dragging it back out is his top priority.

He adds a swift-] You've had a rough day. It's probably nothing. [- before moving on with a little laugh of his own, a quieter, deeper brother to Hattie's.] That's a relief. I was worrying that I'd have to invite you to stay with me; I'm not sure my apartment is entirely safe for humans.