[Oh Phil, you've made her angry. What is it about following instructions that suddenly becomes so difficult for the person who has the weapon pointed at them? Fine, have it your way...

One shot. Cleanly aimed for the space between your feet. She looks deadly serious.]

Remove any others from your person, now. I won't be so kind the next time. I'll aim a higher...

[He brow knits, and then smooths, expression back to cold and controlled, but she does not answer. She doesn't have to answer to you, or anyone.]