"I live here," Madeleine bit, rolling the shoulder the woman had the audacity to lay a hand on as though it somehow cleansed her. Of what, she couldn't have said, because Darcie was in no manner of speaking vanilla, but she had no place touching her. Or had she completely lost her head in the clouds since they'd last met? Admittedly, Black was older than her. It was entirely plausible she had actually reached her mastery and had her wits blown away by that precious Air of hers. And it would almost be a pity if he had blown away your musical talent. The confused hesitation from her familiar's end did nothing but agitate her further. If she wasn't so set on behaving, she would have strongly considered setting the wretch alight. 'Madeleine...' And no, she really did not need another lecture on how she needed to calm down before she made something combust and brought about her own demise. Really. She did not feel the need to ask why Darcie was there. One suspected that her apparent eagerness to see Zaviar had something to do with it. And it set her teeth on edge.
"Generally one knocks before discovering whether anyone is home," Madeleine stated, face stretching into the kind of smile that told her company they were an idiot without her ever having to say it aloud. "As for where I belong, you really wouldn't know anything about that." 'Madeleine..' What is wrong with you? 'That's not an air elemental.' Said just in time for her to be questioned about her familiar. "Pardon?" 'That is a were. Were... snake... I think you should get back in the car.' And go back to Lila. Or find Zaviar, even, since both of them wanted to see him. But no, Madeleine continued to stand and stare, even if, in the back of her mind, she was acknowledging she was even less comfortable with the situation. "Isn't it a little rude to refer to Zaviar as such?" 'That's not going to work if I can smell her too.'