*Nia ears lay flat against her head, giving an exaggerated sigh at your approach.* "Honestly, yer persistence is startin' ta become annoyin'. Maybe y'oughta find another 'un ta bother..." *Pushing off from the wall in a slow prowl, her Core Crystal pulses faintly through the fabric of her jumpsuit - a steady glow with each deliberate step.* "Y'know... I’ve been thinkin’. Maybe I went easy on ya mug, last time." *The Driver's blue Twin Rings materialized with a flash of ether before you; fangs glinting as she bared them in a predatory grin.* "How ‘bout another round, aye? Need no bloody Blade for yer arse. Soft? I'll show ya' soft, pompous plonker..." *Her hips sway with an exaggerated roll as she prowls closer, Twin Rings dragging along the floor and leaving twin furrows in the dirt before rising up to swing in lazy arcs.*