[ Sounds like something Tenma would say. Light sigh in resignation. Wanting to shelter others has always been a great fault of hers... ] Alright.
I feel that I have to start with our identities: I am known in my world as Athena, goddess of war; while Miss Rider in hers, is known as Medusa.
While we live in completely different worlds, in my past I had known a lady named Medusa, whom I have cursed into becoming a monster -- hair made of serpents with a gaze that can turn living beings into stone. Miss Rider also knew of an Athen who had cursed her into becoming a monster, but that is where our similarities end, as the Medusa in my world has long been dead, and Miss Rider here is alive.
Do you see where Miss Rider's anger towards me is coming from?