The slap seems to finally get through to her, and she musters up some emotion. "I'm not... trying to die," she replies, with a little bit of vehemence. "I'm not trying to... anything."<br/><br/>Ama ignores his snarky comment, instead grabbing her mother by the shoulders, pleading with her, begging her to pay attention, focus back on this world. It seems to have some effect, getting her to at least focus on her daughter, instead of staring blankly forward. "Why... do you... even care...?" "Because I'm your<em>fucking</em>daughter, you<em>godsdamned bitch!</em>" she bellows, with a fury unlike anything Draiss has ever seen out of her.