Of course you don't bore me, you're a bright and beautiful young man with his whole life ahead of him. I wish you well, Robin, truly. I think you to be a kind and sweet sort, the kind not usually meant for the likes of me; my boyfriend is the only exception I have. I could help a great deal, but you're tired of being taught and I understand that. So, I grow annoyed with my own caring of which you want none.

... Don't vomit in your helmet, by the way.