[Tarn rolls his eyes. Riptide certainly is a dense fellow, isn't he?]

I wasn't intending to provide you with a script, but yes, that would be fine.

[Taking a step toward Riptide, he attempts to get him moving in the correct direction instead of standing uselessly as his knees knocked together in fear.]

Now, unless you have something else you would like to say to me, I would suggest that you go