[ Philip admittedly didn't expect a serious answer and isn't sure what to make of the results. ]

Never mind, I was just...

[ A wave of his hand. Then he trails off. ]

Are you going to pick a fight again with, uh... the mad scientist? [ This time the question lacks disapproval. It's curious, rather. ] Would that... would that do something, do you think?

[ Because really, it's the passionate hatred quadrant Philip can't get behind least of all. ]