"I was able to hurt you quite badly before, wasn't I?" She can't help but grin as she asks the question, since she already knows the answer. "That should prove more than well enough that I know what I'm doing, even if it's not what you're used to or ready for." Amelia's got a style all her own, Naugus, and she will flaunt it without remorse.

"Does it matter? I've given you my word I won't hold any injuries against you and that I want this to be a mutually beneficial arrangement. Nothing else should matter." Despite her harsh tone, her cheeks turn the slightest shade of pink. It's anger, surely. It couldn't possibly be anything else. Nope. No way.

...shut up.