*Faye continues to sip at her iced tea, finding that it's at least doing something to cool her down, in more than one sense. She occasionally looks up at Akira with eyes of concern, thrn gently puts down her glass as she explains what happened to his teacher. Her voice is low and bitter when she speaks, her eyes flashing with anger as she looked down at her drink. This was too much for her, especially with her own recent experiences of violent men*

Fucking bastard scum. You beat the fuck out of him, right? You got her out and tore him to pieces, didn't you?