Do this, do that, come here, no go there, do the filing, where's my tea, have you done the LAUNDRY! That man is insufferable
Nymeria takes a deep breath, Calm, be calm he's only mortal, this wont be forever
Nymeria carefully approaches the crackling wards and gets to work on them.
As she finishes up she turns back to Zadeh, I am done Master, perhaps now we can disc... she is cut of as Zadeh promptly dismisses her with a barked shout of Make sure the dishes are done by the time I get back.