He sighed, and ran a hand through his hair, and gave her a barely humorous look, still quietly seething. "Take a number and get in line. You are number 2. And do remember that most of the time, it will just store the damage and let me deal with it when I take back over."<br/><br/>He sighed,and shoved the anger to the side, before offering her a hand. "So, what do you want to do? I know you never anticipated this, but we should talk about what to do about it. Sorry, her."