Malicious

"No, its not, it just so happens that when I am feeling certain emotions my powers click off and go crazy. I have to be alert." She mumbled something to herself then raked her fingers through her long black hair.

"Why are you still here?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.

She opened her mouth then closed it, thinking about it. "Yes, in fact, I do. And I get mad easily. But what is annoying the most is that your floating, and I'm on the ground. You have no power over me, yet you act like you do. Sure you could kill me asily, but that doesn't mean anything to me."
She put her hands together and held them towards herself, breathing deeply.

"I would rather die by your hand than be killed by old age"

"They hurt. But the pain is my gain." She smiled to herself and pulled her black jacket tighter around herself, trying to stay warm.

"Actually, pain is really simple. Maiming is also simple. Both are horrible to some, but they are actually a gift to others."