"I'm accomplishing a great deal sitting around drinking with you," he countered, raising his glass at her in the same way someone might wag a finger reprovingly. "You're not being weird about talking to me any more, so that's something."

That had been his whole goal with tonight, really, so he was doing very well for himself. And, yes, he was mostly vocalizing it solely to distract her from berating him about Zelda.