Hell still be Commander in Chief.
Hell still have the nuclear football. Just sitting there. Staring at him. Taunting him. Daring him. Double-eaten-dog daring him...
Or, following his humiliating, crushing and (to his mind) unexpected defeat, while at 30K feet on AF-1 he suddenly throws the door open and becomes Historic First D.B. Cooper President.
Thanks for the NJCT Ping.
Not his style. His style is to brutally punish anyone who betrays him.