[ He's always inclined to argue the 'good man' point, but he figures he's putting Fiona through enough right now. So he just smiles half-heartedly, shaking his head. ]

That's real kind of you to say, Miz Fiona.

[ He runs a hand through his thick hair, sighing. ]

Don't suppose this sorta thing has ever come down to what's fair and what's not, though.