[ Good, she managed to hit Rozalin somewhere it hurts apparently. The spoiled girl could stand being knocked down a peg or twenty.

But HOW. DARE. SHE. Etna clenches her teeth so much that she might start splitting them in two. But she's... smiling? ]

....Will you give me one second, dear? I have to take care of something.

[ Standing up from her mirror, she turns to the wall and makes a nice new window with the sound of splintering wood. And then promptly sits back down. ]

I'm just going to pretend you weren't stupid enough to say what I think you were saying.