[As he holds up a finger, her eyes narrow. The fact that she automatically assumes he just wants a moment to come up with some way to mock her is probably all too telling.]

[That said she actually complies for the most part. Taking a step back she folds her arms across her chest and waits.]

Fine. What is it now, Wally? [On second thought, she hopes this does revert eventually if just because having him know exactly how she feels about things is pretty close to her idea of hell. So yeah, if it means getting rid of the empathy? He can have his powers back.]

I'm not in the mood for more of your crap.

[Not that she ever really is, but that's not the point.]