"Am I not speaking clearly?" Apache asked, staring at Yylfordt with incredulity more than anger now. "I... didn't... know... who... he...was," she said slowly, pronouncing every word carefully. "Do I need to learn the fucking Al Bhed for that, or can it penetrate your thick skull okay in Common?"

She folded her arms, glaring at him.

"He's been nice today, too, unlike you," she pointed out, eyes narrowed. "He ain't trying to get into my pants now, is he? Funny how he's supposed to be the enemy and yet you're being the bigger asshole."