The Tangle queen so strong thought she was a machine

Clearly, the girl could use hers. She expected nothing less from a girl of Sapphique, though she was a bit taken aback by her rudeness. She felt let down that the girl seemed disinterested in continuing their physical engagement and straightened up, with a shrug of one scarred shoulder. She arched a brow at the girl, an indication that she'd not been wounded by the comment at all- but was instead quite disappointed.

"I exthpected more from one of Mireille'th daughtuth," She answered with a sigh, her tone bored. The interest she'd invested in the girl faded. She flicked her jaw back in the direction of the Cliffs. "Go home an' grow up."