See, most people would have been calmed by the fatherly act, but Terry was Irish, tempermental and hormonal, and she just glared at him. "I don't need you telling me what to do, thank you very much!" Okay...maybe she shouldn't be quite so snappish. But she really didn't care. She just wanted Jamie to get her out of there. Why couldn't she have had a useful ability? Like Kitty's. Or Kurt's. Either of those abilities would have been fantastic right about now.
So, she'd been a bit harsh with the guy...that didn't mean she was going to apologise. He was the patronising idiot in this situation. She crossed her arms, just wanting this to be over as quickly as possible. Being stuck in here with Creepy McGlassesman, as she had mentally dubbed him in a fit of...well, she really didn't know...wasn't conducive to staying calm.