I rub my forehead, pissed off and frustrated and *tired*, and not a little sore, too, though I'll deal with that. That problem's easy.

"You're probably right," I concede, and while I have no damn idea how to talk diplomatically to people, how to use fancy words and subtle phrases, I do have some idea about manners and acknowledging when people have tried. Even if Youko doesn't agree. "Thank you for coming here today."