Riley didn't like it, but that did make sense. He let out a frustrated growl and tossed his head, curling a hand into a fist and striking it against his thigh. "Fuck, damnit." He grumbled. "Diplomacy shit? Then-" He pressed his lips together in a thin line. "Shifter diplomacy involves slashing throats. Maybe it is better if you take the lead if that's your plan. But, Tao-" He slapped the flat of his hand down on the table, "I want to be there, at least! There has to be something that I can do!"