He didn't really think she would, but he sort of liked seeing her angry on his behalf. With a great effort of will he kept his frown. He'd let her in on it eventually, but right now he was enjoying this.
"He seems to have other ideas. Said some things generally along the lines of me being a selfish, arrogant arse of a bastard. I might be paraphrasing."
His mouth twitched. "I could use a drink. And maybe a little petting. Petting is always good. And you could kiss it and make it better." Since she wanted to be a mother hen and all.