[ oh, yves... the frown remains for a moment longer, brows knit, but... eventually, it turns to a smile, a gentle, tired one. ]

...I would be happy to do that for you my friend. More than happy.

[ he sets one hand and gives it a little wiggle with one hand. look it rolls! ] Unfortunately, I am not so strong as to be able to sweep you off your feet, though, so... perhaps we can compromise and I can roll you off to better horizons.

[ he knows this is very silly. but maybe joking about it will help a little. ]