Franziska: *coldly narrows her eyes at Mia before she whips her as well* Defense lawyers, nothing more than bugs to be crushed under my heel. Same as my father did before me. *whips at the ground* Fools, the whole lot of you. *She then brushes back a stray strand of hair before she strolls over to the snack table to check the selection*
Dimitri: *sighs before he moves over to Pheonix. He then reaches out to pat the spikey-haired man’s hand* Settle down. That whip doesn’t even look battle-ready.