Krem hummed about that, letting himself get gently shoved back, laughing softly. He looked deeply contemplative for a moment, and then, finally, he proclaimed, "Alright. It was probably about sixty-forty my fault, anyway. Since I started it, anyway."

It was quite the reversal of teasingly assigning the whole blame to Thomas, but it was certainly more honest. And Krem felt a lot better about shouldering the blame then letting Thomas think he could.