'cause i don't care who i hit

"Uh oh. You don't look too happy."

That's that bit about smiling with your eyes, isn't it? So he caught her.

(As usual.)

She tries the faker again. "Well, I could tell you, but I'd have to kill you." Eh? Eh?

Unimpressed, as usual.

(As usual?)

"What is it, stressed or angry?"

"You don't care."

"You don't know that."

Don't blow your advantages, Mythra...

But she doesn't have the patience; naught the self-control to keep from throwing this away.

"Piss off" isn't even lethal enough. She feints bewildered and bolts jaggedly away, knowing he's watching her, watching her, watching her...