[ARGH. She folds her arms, sighs. And then mutters to herself. that was her original point in coming here, right? a little ball of flame shoots up around her face and then puffed out into a whiff of smoke]

...Look. I've got no reason to talk to you about anything. It's not like we're friends or whatever, and you keep trying to flounce.

[... ... ... Inhale, exhale.

and then the most begrudging of all bows. Really it's more of just a head incline]

Thanks.