I would be. She's the sort to stomp her foot and go red in the face instead of taking any action worth note.

[ Still a little angry over her actions in the dream? Maybe. Though he certainly won't admit as much. How foolish that would be.

A pause, then, and he lapses into momentary silence. Then he answers. ]

No. Not another five years of this. If it got that bad, I'd certainly withdraw from leadership. Find someone better than me. [ But - ] I suppose I'd stick with it, though. The fight, in general.