I'd come up with a better insult. But what does it matter? I've had enough of your mouth even without that comment.

[Tohsaka begins closing the distance between them — her ponytail swaying behind her with every step.]

Perhaps instead of chasing you with magic bullets I should be melting your mouth shut. That's not as serious as murder, right? I'd just get a slap on the wrist. Maybe a sternly worded... what is it called? E-mail? "DM"? Either way, you're going to have to entertain me until I'm not as pissed anymore. Got it? And I'm showing you my magic at the same time! We both win~