The Wizard doesn't rush him, she doesn't try to engage him before he's ready. She's well aware that his head nearly popped off, and she'd apologize for Ten if he brought it up.

But as it stands, he's here with her and she has to make a joke.

"Still want me to come down?" She asks him even while her eyes are locked firmly on the police staring up at her. They've got their arms folded, clearly a little frustrated that the Wizard brought her antics here. Meanwhile her little smirk is right where it should be, amused and tired as she looks on at the humans just trying to do their jobs.