He was half-tempted to tell her he wasn't done with her -- he hadn't gone through the rest of his tests, still didn't know if she was human or something else -- but he was tired of hearing her bitch at him. He didn't need this right now, least of all from a stranger, and it was his choice. It was potentially the coward's way out -- he could be out there, helping, doing good, even if it would probably end up costing him his life -- but he was just ... so tired. He had been before this had all ended, and he was doubly so now.

He sighed, his anger ebbing away slowly. "Yeah, thanks for that."