[ Is there something else? There's probably something else, right. ]

I won't hate you for being honest with me. For calling me on bad moods. ..I might not like it, but sometimes I need to be called on these things. [She's not perfect, try though she has in the past to be]

[there's a tilt of her head a moment, brow knitting, before she looks up at him]

I meant it, that you were getting slow. You're a police officer now. Can't afford to let your reflexes fail you. If you need help sharpening them, I'm willing to help you bring them back up to snuff. [it would indeed be the very least she could do for him]