He tries not to think of the connotations of Rapunzel needing alone time and it's not enough -- he feels his cheeks flush. He squeezes her fingers, taking another sip of his wine. "Yeah. I...guess he'd need to know that." He smiles at her. "Hey. I'm almost as worried about his good opinion as I am about Sweeney's, okay? They mean a lot to you. I don't wan to screw this up."