Rubbing his forehead with one hand, Silas shifted to refill his tea, silently offering the pot for her, as well.

"You're right: I can't punish her. I don't even have the power to remove a rank from her." ...Oh. Oh, he thought he knew where that was going. Tilting his head and raising a brow, he slowly lowered the teapot.

"Perhaps you know of one of these female Tens who has the interest and ability to rise, hold the rank, and function well within it?"