Grace tips her head away, feigning disinterest, though her eyes close briefly at the feel of his mouth at her neck. She reaches for a can to place in the cupboard, not altogether sure what it is or if it goes there, but intent on looking occupied. "Maybe I'm not the one of us who's a fool," she says evenly. "You know exactly what you said, Jerry. Now if you don't want to go with me, you can just say so." She knows that can't possibly true — they didn't risk near-certain death on a whim, after all — but if he's going to tease like that, he can at least prove it isn't true.