[Yeah, it should be a big deal and it probably will become one if she doesn’t quit sitting around and stewing rather than trying to fix the problem for much longer. Even if they’ve (seemingly) reached an understanding about how to tackle things in the future, it’s not an instant fix for the anger and displeasure she’s been wrestling since she woke up in here. She knows she's gotta let her head cool a little more before she does something she'll regret.

And she can sense how bad he feels about it, a fact that doesn’t really do much to help her bad mood—though it does shift it a little toward something more embarrassed or reluctant. Y’know, the standard way she tends to react to being shown concern when she doesn’t want something to be a big deal. This is just making her realize that she’s causing trouble herself by being here. Probably the last thing they need after a day like yesterday.]

I don’t need anyone getting into trouble here on my behalf.

[There’s no way Springstar is going to be a place any Zenith can get away with lingering in for a long damn while after this. Amos might be the obvious target of their ire now, but no one else is getting off scot free here; the encounters she had with various Meridians throughout the day had made that abundantly clear. Zenith backup is mostly out of the question, and calling in favors from Meridian pals doesn’t seem like such a hot idea either. But it doesn’t really matter.]

I should be able to clean up my own mess. It’s fine.

[Deliberate emphasis on the last two words, a signal that she’s not looking for any sort of argument to the contrary. Then she pauses for a beat and releases a sharp sigh.]

…but if it turns into a problem I can’t handle, I’ll let you know. Promise.