[He rolls his eyes and goes back to his books.

For about five seconds as he waits for her to not leave.

And then he chases after her.]

Wait, Britta. Look. I lied. Someone would care. If you died and I lived forever, which, let's be honest I deserve to, because the world is a sadder place without me... I'd care. I'd really care. So please come back and help me learn to pervert the course of justice in this ridiculous horror story of Victorian London.