Even the joke of her being an excellent guest was shattered at that. She wasn’t one to smile and pretend, but even if she had be, the jig would be up.

As much as she wanted to scream ‘you can’t talk to me that way!’, she knew the futility in it and refrained. Yet, she was still young enough to taste the hint of freedom, to rebel in what small ways she knew how.

Well, maybe kicking Caliborn in the shin wasn’t the smallest way to rebel, but it certainly felt like it had been the right idea. She didn’t stop at one kick though, delivering two more before she finally stomped on his foot.

“And you're just some stupid dumbass that falls asleep when I say--”