A lot of thing, he thinks, but he's not sure if he'll be able to explain that to her. She's a gem, after all. She's never really been fragile, has she? He grimaces at the brick, and at her, and closes his eyes as he slowly trying to pump himself up.

"Okay..." he says reluctantly, pulling back the thing and getting ready to throw. He brings it back once. Twice. Three times. He still hasn't thrown. He opens one eye and looks at her.

He throws it, flaccidly. The brick flops onto the ground somewhere between their feet.