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Savannah knew there were cameras in the glass elevator, even if she couldn't see them, and she was half-way certain that somebody had planted a bug in her pocket on the way here. She wasn't the kind of person to be afraid to speak her mind. She also wasn't the kind of person who cared that people knew she would always speak her mind, and they knew she didn't care, and she made a point of ingratiating herself with as many journalists as possible so they would frame her comments positively.

She was protecting her son by warning him not to be an idiot. Even if she was doing it in the roundabout and grammatically incorrect way of two people who spend quite a bit of time on the internet.

"Charlie, you know that thing you do?" She asked as soon as the doors shut behind them.

Charlie was bouncing up and down slightly as the elevator ascended. "Which thing? I do a great many things."

"The thing where you decide you don't like a person you just met, so you annoy the hell out of them for giggles."

Charlie stopped bouncing and looked thoughtful. "Ah. That thing. I supposed I've been doing it a rather lot recently..." He looked abashed. He wasn't.

"Don't do it with the Ambassador," she said coldly. "Just don't."

"But mom," Charlie whined.

Savannah rolled her eyes, noticing with a bit of alarm that the elevator ride was almost over and he hadn't promised yet. "You're too old to think that will sway me. You've been living on your own for two years now and you have a job."

"Exactly! I'm twenty and a bit, I think I know when not to antagonize foreign officials who come from a country that's been eyeing our elemental fountains for years now. Not to mention that people who mouth off to this guy have an alarming tendency to find themselves unable to use mouths." He got the eye-roll from her. "Give me some credit, would you?"

Savannah grinned. "Just wondering if you'd done your homework."

"I always do. Unlike most people, I don't have the 'I didn't have enough time' excuse."

The doors swung outwards, as they always did on this floor.

"I hate how they do that," Charlie muttered quietly, forcing Savannah to hide a snort while she tried to greet one of the most dangerous men on Earth with a smile and a handshake.