He gave his 'brother' a grin, and took a seat without waiting for permission. "Well, I am off to fix that mess you brought to a boil so handily, and wanted to make sure our little rule between us was still in effect. You remember, right? You don't fight me using politics, I don't respond with mad science. Mostly because while politics is a sad infinite and constant, suns aren't. And see if you had any suggestions I might actually be willing to listen to. Oh, right, Ama wasn't amused, so good job. She needs to get beaten at something occasionally to keep her head from getting too big."