"And you," she hissed angrily, getting right up in his face without fear of the consequences, "woke. Me. Up. All bets are off Xibalba. I have done nothing but offer you respect and kindness in your own home. I did not ask to be taken. You chose that. I did not make demands of you even until you disrespected me by stealing my things and disturbing my sleep. It is you who has disrespected me here, your home or not I deserve at the very least the same common courtesy I have shown you. If I must die for it then so be it!"
Eireann growled as she flung herself to her feet in fury. "But I will not be afraid of a petulant, tantrum-throwing child simply because he is a dragon and believes himself to be grossly superior than myself. Now you will return my missing blanket to me and there will be no more further talk on this subject that we can leave behind us, or," she paused to get her point across while looking deeply into his eye, refusing to back down, "we can continue this ridiculous arguing until you're ready to behave like a proper adult. Do I make myself clear?"