[ being a housewife to Rudolf.. .... Her worst nightmares are coming true. Again. ]

I personally have no intention of ever getting droned. Or baking pies for you.

Hmmm..? Of course it's different. This isn't about matters like petty sibling hierachy anymore. [ And after her voice is somewhat normal again, slightly teasing as usual, it turns cold, rage thinly lying under it. Even if he isn't entirely serious, she's still somewhat striking out like this. ] ... You killed my son. That I killed you was only natural.. You deserved to burn in the deepest fires of Hell.