Despite his current rage, Malc couldn't help but give her a rather surprised smile. "Christ, well there's something to look forward to!" he chuckled, slightly taken aback, although he wasn't sure why anything surprised him anymore.
He would have fully expected her to tell him to fuck off, he knew that was what deserved. He'd taken it a bit far, and he was on the verge of apologising when she'd retorted. He stared at her in a kind of shocked horror for a few seconds.
"Oh, I see, you're actually fucking delusional enough to think that you can do it all on your own-" he knew he was out of line, but it wasn't as if she wasn't encouraging it. "Watch you don't break a nail, princess," he teased. Of course he knew that she wasn't like that, but it was only a bit of friendly chauvinism.