[ Funnily enough... she sort of gets what he means, this time. Or, at least she thinks she does. If she's really as strong as she believes, then it shouldn't matter what anyone had to say. She lets out a long, aggrieved sigh, some of the tension subtly coming out of her shoulders. ]
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We need to work on your delivery.
[ She drawls out, still grumpy. ]
...But, you're right. It is fine.