I don't really wanna get blood on this shirt, but otherwise I'm not worried. A hero of the void doesn't get caught.

[ A beat. Doesn't actually wanna shoot her- although Roxy had anticipated gleefully shooting the girl up with lead earlier, she's pretty charming in an contradictory, bratty way. Truth be told, Rose reminds her more of her mother than her own damn reflection. And accompanying that is a deep seated need to be acknowledged by this person, to be needed and trusted. And the slow pit of anger when those expectations aren't met. ]

Fine. You got a death wish-

[ Cracks Rose on the head with the butt of the gun, with the intent of knocking her out (though severe mental damage wouldn't be too regrettable as far as Roxy is concerned). ]

You can die on your own damn time.