Firestone Hot Springs I think I could, if only I knew how to begin

Her anger started to wane some when his tone got less patronizing and more genuine. 

He commented on her temper, and she couldn't help the little smirk that lifted the corner of her mouth. Yes, you seemed to have pushed all the right buttons. Her temper didn't show itself often, but it was fiery when it did. 

His offer for an outlet was tempting. Her anger may have lessened in intensity, but the aftershocks were still there. Normally I tend to my herbs when I need to clear my mind, she told him. But a spar sounds much better. Arielle stood and faced him. If you're interested.