"A worm?!" she snarls, aghast and almost not wanting to voice it aloud in case the universe decides it hasn't punished her enough lately and decides to do exactly that. "And don't tell me to chill! You try to be chill when you're suddenly-"

She tries to gesture at herself but her attempt to use an arm to do just that means she wobbles as she lifts a leg and her balance shifts. She snuffs indignantly and looks around wildly, hoping to god Dante didn't catch that but she knows its a completely futile hope and he definitely did.

"I am chill!" she blusters, about as unchill as one can be. "Shut up!"