[ Oh, if he doesn't know how to rile her like nothing else. Rises up sharply, because it certainly wouldn't be a faceful of wine he gets - nothing he can enjoy half so much. Her fingers curling at her side in the need to answer that with what it should be, her first to hs jaw. ]

I honestly cannot tell if you mean to insult me or so crassly compliment me, but I am finding that rather a staple of whatever it means to be Vor. [ Clipped on the edge of each word, spat out. ] As for your question if I truly would accept my death and kill you in the same breath? Yes. I would gladly take such a fate.

[ Then she snaps hard, one-second standing, the next she reaches across and slaps him hard across the face. Just the once, force of someone used to doing a lot worse. ] Enjoy watching 'this ass' walk away, as it is the only way you will ever get to appreciate it. [ Not right, in her too proper words, trained by those exact same scholars, but it comes out just as vicious as it needs to before she turns on her heel and walks off. ]