[ No! He refuses to ask if he can make things needlessly complicated instead. But good, this is good, and he makes the trade with the book and casually keeps the notebook and knife to himself still, just in case he needs them as further leverage. ]

You really have no faith in me, do you, Mav?! That's why you shouldn't come to the Bee Ceremony... Something like... "ignorance is bliss," right?

[ Just let him do his stuff, and Maverick doesn't have to worry about him, and Imelda doesn't have to worry about him, and everything is golden. ]