This time she doesn't censor the glare he gets. Their little pets are only allowed so much leash, so many liberties, and he just pushed it. It doesn't hurt that she needs to really test the triggers the Maker put in place, so she doesn't hold back...much.

Telekinetic fingers wrap themselves around his throat and begin to squeeze. They aren't cutting off his air way yet, but the threat is there.

"Mind your manners."

Now let's see what he does.