But it was a mean she liked and she wasn't going to admit it just yet... So mean yet she was kind of... On. Like the fire. She wanted to do bad things to him and have him do them right back only she wasn't sure what those bad things actually were.
"So what? Their parents helped. 'Builds character' and all that bullshit." She griped, glaring over his shoulder at the fire. She wanted them to die. Dorcas growled and used his offer to cuddle in close and close her eyes. Her fingers were digging into his chest a bit viciously but she didn't notice it. "We don't need no water; let the motherfucker burn..." she muttered.