Oh, I should be most pleased to exchange my villain's heart for a kinder one. Unfortunately, the shop is closed, and the stock depleted besides.

[ His voice is a little soft as he says that, a little distant. He doesn't sound nearly as flippant or wry as he wants to. But that simply drives home how it is not the time for him to be self-indulgent; he's here to comfort her. So, more brightly: ]

Which is why I do prefer to find associates who are much better-souled than me. Why do you think I keep bothering you, eh?