"You shouldn't pick," he says, glancing at her hands. "Bad habit. They'll grow in wrong that way."

It's an easy way to obscure the more fundamental matters, letting them roll off, but before she can actually go anywhere, he shrugs his shoulders.

"It isn't as though the investigation is going anywhere," he says. "Had I not cultivated patience by now... Well, Lahabrea."

That says all it needs to.