"No. You wouldn't be either if you had my advisors. I'm tempted to take them all shorter by a head if I could. Well I guess I'm a few down at this point. Though I do feel bad for Arundel, he really didn't deserve to be killed. Perhaps I just should of put him in exile. But he would of just come back, no doubt." Mostly she's joking, though she doesn't even care if it's appropriate to joke about her power to have men murdered.

She's glad he didn't, she'd of found that kind of action condescending, and really her pride has taken enough of a beating right now. "My mother just asked to be judged kindly before she died. That is all we can ask, any ruler that does their best from those that write of us. We ultimately pay for our mistakes in our own blood, in all our years. My mother did, so did cousin Katherine. God it's been only so few years and I found grey hairs on my head." Carefully hidden as it was. "And... I'll try. I don't say it for pity that I do not know how this goes. May be it's how we're raised, or it's in the blood, but we don't ask, we don't apologise and we don't go back." She gave him a crooked smile.

She waves his offer off. She's got her own after all, tucked in her sleeve. One of those things ladies always carry at least. "Then use one or the other..."