[i]Irina would keep her silence, at least until Astra had apologized.[/i] [i]A slight cough was heard, before the Vileblood found a short laugh escaping her throat. It was cute, as it began a cycle of chuckles, as Irina herself merely smiled in her own melancholic, quiet way. Though of course, that sad calmness would only arrive when she was alone, or with an individual that she deeply cared for.. and dearest Astraeus was no exception to that at all.[/i] "...Sorry?" [i]She repeated after Astra, another burst of quiet laughter following that. She was batshit, sure.. but she did have a cute laugh, for a grown woman.[/i] "Don't be sorry, dearest. Just means that we'll.. primarily you, to be brutally honest, have to unleash your wrath upon these guards. I wish that I could help, except I'm just.. this. I'm not an angel, nor a shade between the spectral world and the grasp of death. I may be abnormal, but.. I wouldn't be of use." [i]Shades, angels, gods and men.. it made the Vileblood's head hurt a little. She released not a laugh, but a sigh, as she looked up at Astra only then. Icy, sharp blue would meet the warm light pink as the eyes found each other, the Vileblood awaiting anything from her lover.[/i]