[ Apparently the last bit was more offensive than anything else? Like always, the second her doing anything vaguely less than awful comes up, she goes on the defensive. Unlike always, a voice only Magica can hear echoes through the subsequent dead air, as calm and sardonic as her own voice was loud and unhinged. Her jaw clenches.
Then she sets down the other piece of paper, rips the left-hand Jack portrait in half, and starts shredding the two pieces into confetti. You know, to calm down! ]
Look, I don't care if talking down to me is your own little coping mechanism, I am not in the mood.
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[ Apparently the last bit was more offensive than anything else? Like always, the second her doing anything vaguely less than awful comes up, she goes on the defensive. Unlike always, a voice only Magica can hear echoes through the subsequent dead air, as calm and sardonic as her own voice was loud and unhinged. Her jaw clenches.
Then she sets down the other piece of paper, rips the left-hand Jack portrait in half, and starts shredding the two pieces into confetti. You know, to calm down! ]
Look, I don't care if talking down to me is your own little coping mechanism, I am not in the mood.