"Well, I can still feel badly about needing you to do things you don't want to," she points out, reaching out to touch her fingers to his hand in order to still the intent whisking. That's enough, bae.

That wasn't normally an issue. She had no problem telling him to stop whining and get his ass into some meeting or another, but the CEO gig was admittedly better suited for her; and she really liked their current division of labor when it came to the company.