Nope, no need to fight, and Larxene was prone to rubbing even the few people who liked her the wrong way. It was a gift of hers, to be such a charming, warm and inviting soul. "Too clever," she said, giggling and looking over at Mami with one elbow propped on the back of her hand, finger tapping at her chin. "I might have a few more magical tricks up my sleeve, but a girl has to have her style, and I have always loved that crackle and crack. So sudden, so fierce."