Hrm. [He gives a little noise of dissatisfaction and uncertainty, and the worry doesn't disappear from his face. He looks down to see that he's reached the end of his second glass, and looks around for a refill, then looks back at Ariadne.]

Truly. If your...feet hurt or some such thing, then you can go and sit, and I can bring you things. I know you women often wear such absurd shoes; I frankly cannot understand how all of you walk in them - but the point being that we can work out a solution to deal with your discomfort.