[@Pilot231]
She narrowed her eyes at him. "You want to question my will? Everything my will encompasses? I'm not questioning your skill or what you've made, if you want to see my will and my resolve... what i can do... " she said, clenching her hands into fists. "I will see you down stairs.... I don't care if i have to go home and purchase an arena so i can deconstruct it to figure out how to manipulate these particles so i can walk again... If you have the slightest slither of intrigue as to all the painful progress i've made... you'll meet me downstairs..." she said, rolling out of room and descending with her chair to an arena, waiting for him.