Well, of course, I have to think a good deal into it! You're a walking contradiction, sir. You want me to avoid you, yet you go out of your way to see to my safety either by walking me home or by protecting me from the rain. You don't want my forgiveness, never mind even asking for it, and yet you wish to carry the guilt forever and ever on your shoulders. How could I not think too much about it?

No, sir, I'm afraid I'll be thinking quite a bit on it as we walk you home.