And with that, she pressed a button on her locker; it beeped, locking shut. She turned to him, "Your ego is even more inflated than your supposed Vitae potential." She pushed off the locker, her movement casual, decisive.
"Don't mistake my interest in watching an idiot get put in his place for... whatever fantasy you're spinning."
She strode down the corridor without a backward glance, leaving Ingrid to finish the confrontation alone. "Ingrid, are you coming or are you going to waste your time?"
Without waiting for Ingrid's reply, Leia strode down the corridor, her posture straight, conveying not retreat, but simple disinterest in continuing the pointless banter. She was done with the conversation, having acknowledged his nerve but dismissing his accusation entirely.
