[Fortescue just rolls her eyes, getting up off the couch to go find him in his room. Might as well have this tense little chat in person, and she can survey how bad the damage is. When she opens the door, she has his answer.]

Didn't touch a thing. In fact, I kept the door closed. So unless you managed to cheese off an angel, you're probably fine.

[Although she hasn't been here all the time - but why mention that.]