That just earned another snort. It didn't even warrant a "you are" or any such thing. Instead he kept his eyes on her and tried to focus. It was difficult because beyond buzzing anger- -well-- why was it like this anyway? He hated when she was mad at him and it wasn't even intentional.

Still, he had to scoff and speak up, "So in other words wing it, eh?"

A pause.

"S'a good thing you've me around."