[He's practically pouting, still miserable, but he does look hopefully at Sarge when she tells him she got what he meant. He smiles a little bit, even!

He looks back at the wheezing Mayday and sighs, walking over to her.]

I don't wanna tell you, not because I can't. My brain and my tongue are going through a messy divorce and it's nothing or nobody else's fault.

[That's so not what he wanted to say... maybe he can mime it? He made an eating gesture and then jerked his thumb in the general direction of where the person handing out petal cookies was.]

I had some great chinsuko earlier. The colourful petal cookies. Totally not related to my current condition. [Head-shaking, expression even more annoyed!]