[What a complete and total brat. Instincts tell her to just quiet up and leave the pig-like boy to wallow in his own anger, but that's not how things are done around here. It's such a pain.

Irisu closes her eyes and holds back her own anger. She opens them as she steps forward to try and give diffusing the situation another shot.]

I could, if punching that window is actually making you feel any better.

[Her red eyes shift, looking down at her side.]

Hurting yourself is an odd way of doing that.