"Of course it doesn't. It's facts, put down by someone else. Helps me understand where you're coming from, and that's about it."

He picks it up, along with his journal. "I've kept a journal since I was a boy. This one's fairly recent. You want to look at that, even the stakes, that's there for you."

He won't bother explaining to her that this is a big, big thing. Because he wrote this down himself. All of his private fears and hopes and anger is written down there, in his own hand. But he's not going to go into this by acting like Dutch.

He won't be a dictator. He won't tell her what to do.