"Oh, come on," she admonishes softly, giving him a little look. "That's not true."

She really does think he's underselling himself, here. Not saying he's the easiest person to deal, much less live with, but she's sure there are women out there who'd happily take the challenge. She chooses not to examine the twinge of what smacks vaguely like jealousy at the thought, because that's just... ridiculous. And something.

Happy, let's talk about Happy. "That sounds a little mean," she says with a faint edge of a laugh in her tone.