"Oh, I can always go back to my room. You'd be screaming for help in less than two minutes." Cobra wasn't easily fazed by people crossing her boundaries, because most of them did so simply because they existed. For now she kept her poker face on, wanting to see just how much he dared to do before she would kick him where it hurt. She would do the world a favor by making sure he wasn't able to procreate, that much she knew.
There wasn't much one could do here for entertainment, anyway. The supplies she needed were scarce, so practicing with burning pois just for fun was out of the question, as was setting things on fire. She had considered a trip, a little out of town, to see if she could find a farm to set fire to. Or even just a barn. That always seemed to calm her down a little. It astounded her just how long she had been here already, it all went by in such a blur that she could hardly make out separate days.
"Oh, don't get your hopes up." she spat, looking at his crotch with an expression that others would use for maggots wriggling in their breakfast cereal. "did you get your head checked recently? You sound very delusional, that can't be healthy." Cobra refused to dignify the rest with a response, it took a lot more to goad her. Well, it actually didn't, but he didn't know that so she thought she could get away with pretending.