That is not the sort of sentence Avet was expecting to hear. She blinks, twice.

"If it wouldn't be um, too awkward. Then yeah, that would be helpful." She pauses, looking at the chart. Okay, this is stupid. She takes a deep breath. C'mon Avet, you can do it, it's just a sentence. "And we can go take care of the firebreathing data in your yard, if you're. Um. Okay with it."