Redvers twists his head back to look at her hair, which makes his neck pop, and nods. All right. Fair point. Perfectly normal objection to have, and not fair warning at all that she's about to be weird, actually—

So he needs a moment, when she asks about the berries. In the span of that moment he eats two more.

Once he's thought about it that long, he says with arid gravity, "I don't know."