Callida looks to be doing her best to glare daggers at Deekin and Enserric at the same time. Her right hand sparks a bit and she turns her glare on it, like she's considering chopping it off if it shows such disobedience, and it stops. She shuts her eyes and takes a deep breath.

"... Apology accepted," she huffs, after counting to ten in her head and reminding herself that she can use this to extort useful items out of him. "Do not do anything like that to me ever again without my express permission. And I do not recommend just assuming other people's cultures are like yours and that means it's okay to do whatever you want. Understood?"

She sits. Fuming.