[she knows this hurts. it was meant to. she's glad that ange is angry, that she's taking it as an insult. anna might hate anger, anna might be so twisted on it right now that she doesn't know what to do with it... but she knows how useful it can be, too.]

[and maybe by being angry, she can snap ange out of this. she calls on the spirit of the woman she's terrified of and fills her lungs with sparks.]

No! No, I don't! That's why I don't do that anymore! [she almost laughs, incredulous as she is.] I saw how badly acting like that hurt somebody who matters a lot to me, and I made a vow then and there to never raise my sword again unless it was in defense of another person. But I guess because that happened outside these hallowed halls, it doesn't matter.

[she's been polite this whole time, believe it or not. the venom rises.]

You're condemning anyone who isn't your family to death outside the gates of your golden realm and I'm somehow the one who can't keep people safe? You've fucking lost it, Beatrice.