Becky scowls even deeper. "You're like all of your kind... hateful and angry for your choices... Honestly, I'd never touch you if you were the last sexually viable being in existence..." Her pestilence flares up again, her wings and hair almost visibly darkening as she loses 'good girl points' by the bucket load. "In fact..." Becky does not pause here, but is easily interruptable, speaking at a high volume.