Cerulean Cape I gotta recognize the weapon in my mind

At this point, her teeth began to grate against each other in irritation -- it was like he was trying to get under her skin, and the thought made her fur bristle. Then he'd call her stupid, and Aimi nearly lost her shit right then and there -- though the girl remained calm for the most part...........kinda. "Stupid!? I'm not one who randomly wash up on shore after doing whatever-the-fuck!"  

Emphasis on kinda.

Renwick had a point on her behavior, she'll give him that -- and although she was too stubborn to apologize for it right now, the sea otter admitted to her wrongful nature in her own way. "I never say I was good at...this....helping, properly. But..." she said while looking away, though still held her ground in this whole stance. The motivations behind her actions were unfaltered in Aimi's eyes; she was here to help, regardless of her not-so-good approach. "...I am trying and that is point. So let me help... "