She's not going to waste her breath with back and forths with him. Although, it might have been smarter to waste the time than jump right in. Especially when he says that. She's already standing, the winding starting to pick up ever so slightly around them. She may not be anywhere near full strength - her powers still incredibly shaky, but he didn't need to know that.

She was going to find a way to kill him. It was only a matter of time. Something that didn't require a white oak stake - something... Everything had a loophole - you just had to find it.

"You just expect me to shove that under the rug? Pretend it didn't happen for the greater good of everyone else here?" There's another whip of wind as her volume increases, sharper than before to remind him that they're on an open roof. While fear dampened her powers, he was definitely pushing her buttons - anger having always amplified her powers.