There's a long pause as he silently, morosely eats his food, as if he hasn't listened to a thing she just said.

"I'm sorry," he eventually says, "but I can't give up my contracts with the City. Fishmongers will do fine on their own, but what I do for the City...those jobs are the reason why I get up in the morning. Not just because they pay me well, but because it's fun."

Surely if she's sympathetic to that, instead of just clinging onto her obsession with having him exclusively to that, there might be some chance that there's some part of her that's likeable.

Well.

That, and it's true.