"Oh, no control? Is that right?" Everil hissed, "If I remember correctly, I believe it was your hand reaching for me wasn't it?" Her hand automatically flinched away from Aoife's as she was pushed away.
"And I can tell," Everil said cruelly as her eyes narrowed, "Believe you me, I can tell. But me betray you hm? And that's all you saw wasn't it? Never a thought as to why was there? Never a thought to ask me was there?" she continued as her common sense was no screaming at her to shut up. She ignored it, lashing out her own hurt upon someone she knew deep down didn't deserve it. At least she wasn't yelling now, but she still refused to let the other girl leave without saying her piece.
"Not only that, did you even care that I might have died from that? And you call me cruel. And yet you didn't ever visit me when you practically sucked the life out of me did you? Not even to see if I was still alive?" Everil said, "I've never had. Just when I thought. Bloody hell! You know what? Fine. Just fine Aoife. You want me gone? I'm gone. Do pardon me for wanting to know how you've been."
With an over the top, flourishing bow, Everil spun on her heel and made to quickly turn down the nearest corner she could find, a part of her praying that Aoife didn't follow her, another wishing she would.