"After you're dead, can I have your stuff?" Miki asked with blissful fake innocence in her tone. "Maybe after that I might forgive you."
No really, she wouldn't. In fact just thinking he could have gotten killed was starting to make her mad again and it was a struggle to try and smother the urge to start yelling again. It seemed no one else wanted to give Vic what for now so Miki was pretty sure she was going to have to bottle it up forever. Yay. Ticking time bomb.