[ At that point, she drops out of any battle readiness she'd been hanging onto, instead bringing her arms up to fold them across her chest and leaning her weight over onto one foot. ]

Oh, you are excused. I have very little of that. [ Her plans are "go in there and wreck shit". Sometimes quietly, usually not. ] But this would be the second time he's pissed me off with one of his little schemes and you're liable to find others who share that feeling.