Don't expect me to hold back your hair and sit with you on the bathroom floor. [ But he would do something similar if he found him in that state, of course he would.

He grabs the wriggling feet, tries to hold them still, but not very hard, flicking back the sock elastic. ]

You mean you weren't kidding when you said you were gonna pick up those? [ He's not judging, but he wants him to have a good start in the adult life, something they both lacked in their childhood, and he's not sure studying the war is going to aid that. But if it makes him happy, he's happy too. ] Okay, good, I don't want a last minute heart attack.