As the man spoke, he told Aurora to take it easy (angering), and that neither of them were paying attention, implying they were equally at fault (infuriating). Aurora scowled at him as he continued, deciding that then would be the best choice to be passive-aggressive about how willing she was to use her epithet. This guy, this goddamn guy was hitting all of her buttons right now and he seemed completely clueless about it. Ough the nerve, just because he's so big he thinks he can go around being a dumbass? That wasn't how it worked, especially now that every fifth person had an epithet. She scoffed at him, turning up her chin and crossing her arms.

"Yeah, whatever dude, that's not even my epithet's main ability, it's not like I'm dropping a full list of my epithet's abilities at the feet of everyone who walks by or whatever just to make them feel safer. Hey, I'm legally obligated to inform you I'm an epithet offender. To heck with that. If people get pissy about me using my epithet then I'm allowed to get pissy at them for using their arms," she said with a tug on the towel resting on her shoulders. "Like... what's your epithet anyway. You're inscribed right?" she asked. It was an assumption based on how he talked about epithets. If he had a good one she might as well incorporate it into her book, even if the guy it was attached to was a total nerd.

Aurora also heard the wild yelling grow ever intense down the beach, and she continued to ignore it, it wasn't the important thing right now, she wasn't going to distract from this dialogue to look at some background chatter, that wasn't how the story went.