"Did I ever tell you that you're irresistible when you're ANGRY? I really love that expression on your face." There's the laugh associated with her-- short, light, and to the point. Thank Yamoshi her hand covered her mouth slightly so the other Saiyan couldn't see her bite the inside of her mouth. Violent urges were barely constrained as it were.
She wondered if her laugh annoyed him, if it enraged him.
"It makes me want to kiss your face."
(His cheek specifically, but she would not specify-- purposely so. She wanted to have his mind wander . . . if he was even capable of such a thing).
"Is this a joke to you?!"
He spat out the question with disgust. Here he was, attempting his damnest to stop her from putting innocent lives in danger, and all she could think about how much she liked him being angry? Did she never think about anything beyond ways to rile him up and piss him off? They had been fighting for far too long by now, and despite the fact that Trunks had the advantage over Maiz, she refused to simply stay down. She was bloody, and his hits connected with much more force than her own, yet she seemed like this was one of the most exciting moments of her life.
It was infuriating. She was infuriating.
At this rate, it'd be no surprise if it took nothing less than killing her to make her stop. But the chances of him actually landing a killing blow on her seemed to be slimmer and slimmer by the minute. Chances were, she'd manage to escape yet again.
"You have to be crazy if you think I'd ever kiss someone as selfish and cruel as you!"