At the moment, violence is the only thing that seems to have any impact. It's the way Maketh had expressed her emotions, and the only thing getting a reaction out of her right now.

Unfortunately, it isn't the reaction Rey is looking for.

Bringing her hand from the wall to the wound over her stomach, she just scoffs.

"What a damned disappointment," she mutters in a weary, aggravated undertone, before brushing past Maketh. Her shoulder bumping against the other woman's maybe a little too rough.