"Yeah, noticed. If I tear you a new one, don't take it personally." She nodded impatiently, rubbing her forehead to stash the growing migraine before picking a mirror out of the cabinet. Focusing, she'd have to send an astral message to alert them, see who could help. It felt like pushing a dam through a hose, plenty of power, but hard to focus. "And here I was hoping the worst they were planning was trying to leash this guy," she admitted and winced. "Probably need to let him drive for a few hours, just to get the edge off and the genie back in the lamp."