She gave the files a glance, idly wondering if snatching them out of his damned hands and flinging all of the damned things into the cheerily burning fireplace would be considered...rude. But diplomacy took over before she could yield to such an impulse and she did take them, only to flip through cursorily.

"Hmm...I'll have to mediate on it a bit." She made to rub the bridge of her nose, thought better of it and shrugged a shoulder instead. "It seems we're getting alarmingly thin on top around here. Avery asked me not an hour ago about potentials for her own assistant. And Lord knows I need two. Or possibly three." Not that she couldn't handle her workload, never.