GHB just watches her write and flail about on the ground with an oddly straight face, blinking slowly. Then a slow grin begins to stretch across his face, tilting his head and giving her an almost fond look.

"Now ain't that a motherfucking tactic? But think about it all like this, little motherfucker... if all it up and took was some swatting and bombs to exterminate the wicked personal army of Her Imperiousness, then pretty sure a motherfucker or two would've tried that shit. They ain't a formidable motherfucking force for no reason."