Fabine  reels back at the slap. He raises a hand to his cheek before glaring coldly at her. He then laughs loudly. "I'm hot you say?" He smirks and takes a step toward her. Nothing else she said mattered. They were just words she said because she was angry. He sets a hand on her cheek and brings his face close to hers, their lips almost touching. "You're a little bitch, you know that?" He whispers before pushing her lightly. He grabs his dagger and walks out of his tent.