[ Her eyes narrow. She suddenly gets a fiery, murderous urge and wants to stab him so fucking bad right now. Her hand twitches as she seriously considers it, her brain deciding between his throat or his chest.

Probably throat. That way she won't have to account for a rib cage. ]

I don't care if it stops, you big jerk! [ She winces, and this only makes her angrier. ] Let it bleed!