[He probably isn't fond of it but she finds the abstract ramble kind of adorable. It's not often that he's uncertain about things. Or perhaps just not often that there's outward evidence of that uncertainty.]

If it helps, I think you're doin' all right, Doctor. [She takes another sip of her wine. It's her turn to ramble a little.] It's not--I still want all of--if you're goin' to keep your promise then I still want all of...that.