I suppose you could call me thoroughly quelled. If he's mad for putting up with all that from you, then I suppose that makes me mad as well. It's different types of ridiculous things to put up with. He's got explosives and kidnappings and attempted girlfriend-murderings, and I've pretty much been promised that my Sherlock's got plans to investigate the nearby forest filled to bursting with all kinds of horrible things that can rip a person apart.

Did she come out of whatever situation that was alright, though? The girlfriend, I mean.