[ Wow, uh. He's really seething, huh? She's gotten pretty used to Oberon having nothing remotely nice to say about anybody by now, but this particularly pointed loathing is new. And at the same time it's kind of... low key? It's the way you'd complain about a coworker who grates on your nerves rather than the kind of bone deep base level irritation he expresses for everyone else just existing in his presence.

It's kind of... really funny?! She's trying her best to keep straight face and not just laugh right at him, but... ]

Wow. You really do hate his guts. That's the first time you've ever really complained about somebody like that.

[ She feels oddly pleased to hear it, though. It's kind of fun to think that even Oberon falls out with people for petty, human reasons like that. ]

But you know... you really can't say anything about the pot calling the kettle black. I'm just saying... there's an annoying blonde guy who died a little while ago but all of a sudden it feels like he's right here with us again...

[ Wow, she's definitely getting fearless if she's going to blatantly push his buttons like that. ]