[Hopefully her incredulous look in response to, "you didn't kill me so I didn't lose," is answer enough, because she isn't wasting her breath trying to answer it. And maybe there is still a little bit of Loki in her, because as much as she'd like to scream to let all that emotion out -- it's the middle of the night. Someone might be able to hear, all the way out here.
She takes a few more steps, gripping her naginata in both hands and viciously driving the feather-like blade deep into the closest tree. Her wordless scream muffled behind closed lips is equal parts frustration, upset, and pain as she yanks the weapon back out and just tries to regain control of herself.]
Fine. Whatever gets you there sooner. I'm tired.
[Her voice is still shaking, and in spite of her best efforts, a few tears are threatening to escape, but she's still holding it together for now.]
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She takes a few more steps, gripping her naginata in both hands and viciously driving the feather-like blade deep into the closest tree. Her wordless scream muffled behind closed lips is equal parts frustration, upset, and pain as she yanks the weapon back out and just tries to regain control of herself.]
Fine. Whatever gets you there sooner. I'm tired.
[Her voice is still shaking, and in spite of her best efforts, a few tears are threatening to escape, but she's still holding it together for now.]