Well I don't care about your twenty.

[ it's an annoyed huff that lacks patience entirely, she looks around herself in what seems to be growing anger and despair. since seriously? think of home had landed her here? ]

I care about the idiot that knocked me and nearly had my heart ripped out by some old hag of a witch -

[ yeah. yvaine, how was even his fault? ]

where am I?

[ eyeing him. ]

and who are you?