[ He's about to respond with the heat of his rant still lingering in his words, but pauses when his eyes fall upon the woman addressing him. She looks mortified and has already wrapped herself in blankets, which, in his opinion, makes her look look far more ridiculous and highlights her obvious discomfort in the situation.

With his temper cooled, he's able to think more rationally, and sighs in exasperation. How unbecoming of him. ]

Normally, I would not, but since that incompetent lot has asked me to resubmit my papers thrice, perhaps there is something that I may be overlooking in my displeasure.

[ He should check again, even if he's already looked over them twice. Review them with a far more analytical eye. Or a fresh one. He glances back at Ereshkigal. ]

If you are offering to review them, allow me to take you up on that offer.