Retrieving two apples for Clarence, although he suspected they were for Moriarty, he held up a third as he looked to Noemi. "I take that as a yes but..." He shrugged. While he knew it wasn't his fault, he truly felt bad that he couldn't understand her better. "Is this what you'd like? And if so, how many would you like? Or if not, can you point or... Actually, if you'd like to help yourself, that might be easier."

He looked over to the phantump and nodded. "That goes for you too."