Andrew's unexpected outburst into her private garden more than riled up the young albino's anger. Her cheeks were red with frustration as she watched the servant under her command land upon the woman from Iscariot. Hope was less concerned with the Regenerator, for she knew that any wounds she obtained would heal. But the flowers? They were her way of calming herself, and learning to manifest her power. If any of them were to be broken, it would damage her schooling in her witch abilities and damage her overall health. Grabbing the pistol from her holster, she aimed it toward Andrew's head and spoke through gritted teeth.<br/><br/>"MacGregor... How many<em>bloody</em>times do I need to tell you that you are<em>forbidden</em>from using those damn abilities of yours near My Private Garden?" It was quite apparent that Hope was angry, so angry in fact that she cocked the gun, a click heard as it was ready to fire, the only thing preventing the bullet from entering Andrew's head was her finger that twitched with anger. After a few moments of breathing, and seeing Veronica smack at Andrew, Hope slowly lowered her pistol and put it in her holster.<br/><br/>Glancing at Dameon, she nodded toward Andrew and sighed heavily. "Please make sure he doesn't destroy any of my hard work..." Glancing at Veronica, Hope noted that her garb had been damaged and made a mental note to ensure that problem would not arise again. "Perhaps," she said softly before glancing over at her flowers. "Perhaps you could put a ward around my garden to prevent clumsy intruders from destroying my projects."