Your brand of it is. [She replied calmly, inwardly satisfied that she'd gotten a response. There was no other outward acknowledgement of her emotions, currently keeping them all locked. And really, after Wanda's recent displays, the floorboards didn't really bother her. Plus, it helped that she was still just in the doorway.]
I know someone who could give you tips. [She told him rather dryly, with a gesture towards the impending "doom". Lifting her head, she met his eyes and allowed a faint, smug smirk onto her lips.] Are you going to come down and discuss this like a reasonable individual, or are you going to stay in your shadows and toss threats around like the frozen creature you truly are?