In spite of himself, Nine shuddered. That woman... at least she hadn't shown up here. Hopefully she was off somewhere safe, and far away with the tea tray and her slapping hand.
It took every fiber of his being to not make a crack about the on the roof bit. Oh, is that what they're calling it? In all fairness, he blamed that on the emotions that were all over the place. Clearly their fault. Wouldn't do to get catty with himself. "She hardly could say she's been here before, though. That'd be something at least."