[How fortunate for Maul that Usagi's outfit literally always includes ass-kicking boots. She's pretty good at it.

She sees her point hits home and lets out a breath, the tension leaving her shoulders but her jaw is still clenched and she idly rubs it close to ear, trying to ease it away because she's gotten through, that's the point, that's what matters.]

Yeah, you have. [She agrees immediately, giving no quarter. But she takes in another deep breath.]

And give him some space, you both need it right now, I don't think he'd be willing to listen to one right now anyway.