Rita's own anger seems to ebb away upon seeing the effect of her words on Ignatius.
That calm is gone in an instant when Frost rears his head, however. "You...!" she hisses, hands balled into fists and rage flickering in her eyes. She's tempted to attack right then and there, but with her own words from moments ago still fresh in her mind, she can't bring herself to do something so blatantly hypocritical. So she grits her teeth and stays where she is.
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That calm is gone in an instant when Frost rears his head, however. "You...!" she hisses, hands balled into fists and rage flickering in her eyes. She's tempted to attack right then and there, but with her own words from moments ago still fresh in her mind, she can't bring herself to do something so blatantly hypocritical. So she grits her teeth and stays where she is.