Her jaw drops at his accusation.  She thought she'd been handling this well, coming to a common ground and then he lashes out with such anger she doesn't know how to respond.  Before she is even able to get her mind around it, he's gone with the door slammed behind him.  It's then that her anger rises as well.  What right does he have to judge her?  He doesn't have a clue about what's going on, about what's happened while he was enjoying the carnival.  About what she did for him.  And then he's gonna be all pissy because she suggests they take a moment tho think this through and not just rush off to make him a monster?<br/><br/>With all these thoughts bouncing around inside her mind, she doesn't notice the building feeling inside her.  At least not until it reaches the point it had the previous night.  Her eyes widen as realizes what's about to happen, and she quickly turns to face the outer wall.  She's barely done so when there's a crack of thunder and smell of ozone.  Lighting once again shoots from her throat, scorching the stone wall and lighting one of the curtains on fire.  Muttering "Shit!", she runs over to it and starts trying to put the thing out.  But with the release of the energy, she no longer feels quite so angry.  Perhaps there's a relationship there...