"If you'd fucking THINK before wandering around maybe this wouldn't have happened! If anyone here took five fucking seconds to consider the possibility that just because death isn't permanent it doesn't make us immortal or invulnerable to every twisted bit of insanity this place likes to throw at us- maybe we'd have found a way out by now! Maybe if everyone quit playing house and focused on finding answers instead of playing along with our minders we'd get something done! But no- something strange happens and we wander around and some idiot trips over the goddamn sealed chaos in a chest and looses it over the whole fucking village."

He's out of patience, and the thunder that was so distant suddenly seems overhead and she'd never turned Tsinku on anyone aside from Apep. But she's strained and furious with herself and with him and it shows in the harsh line of her jaw and the trembling clench of her wings behind her. "Fuck you. Fuck you for never fucking thinking before you fucking act. Fuck you and every fucking person in this village like you that is so certain they're the protagonist of their own little drama and cannot be touched by this place or the Malnosso. Fuck you, fuck the horse you rode in on, and fuck every goddamn day I spent thinking that maybe you wouldn't be a fucking waste of my time!"

He pushed she cut, and she snapped a hand out, fingers extended, and the rush of electricity from her felt half like bleeding and half like unknotting a particularly painful cramp. It was release and relief and violent intent, all aimed at his fucking, irresponsible, irritating face.