She's smirking at his hiss, proud to have so clearly gotten under his skin, and so quickly too. Even when she hasn't had such loathing for him, annoying and aggravating the blueblood for her own amusement had long been a favored pastime. She's considering gloating when his hand lifts and then the thought is knocked out of her head.

Literally.

Her head snaps back from the force and like expected the metal cuts her lips, forcing her teeth to also scrape against delicate skin. Blood the same shade as lipstick wells up and she can taste it, salt like her seas. At the same to there's a rather nasty sounding crunch as her nose breaks and blood starts to drip from there too.

Mindfang rises with a snarl, true fingers curling around the back of her chair and for a moment it seems as if she will hurl it across the table at him.

But then logic, reason, kicks in and makes we pause. As much as she wants to hit him, if she takes the bait now, her SFC will remain broken. And that will be annoying. Almost as annoying as finding some other loser to bully into finishing the job. And with a deep breath, her eyes shining, her scarlet one showing just how dangerous she is she grins, ignoring the blood dripping down her chin.

"Then I suppose you'd best hurry to finish your first task. After all the sooner you're finished the sooner I can go." The sooner she can get a start on beating in his face moreso.