Instead of shying away from him Minerva cocked her head to the side and instead of pushing away the anger as she had been she allowed it to surface, Standing up she then forced her face closer to his, "You don't scare me, your nothing to me. Do you think that you can really do anything to me that hasn't already?" She asked, her voice was soft but there was almost a crackle of the fiery anger that was lying underneath. "You want to know what? I don't care that you find my voice annoying, I don't care about you at all. All I want is to get out of here, to go home and if we don't play the game then there is a chance we don't go home." She growled, her voice was rough but it hadn't raised. Cocking her head to the side a small smile tugged her lips, Fluttering around him she started to examine the room.
Minerva didnt even look at him again, she didnt care any longer. Yes, she was angry but she excepted that was just who she was and in such she was calm. Well as calm as a ticking time bomb of emotions can be, "You know, if you think about it this is kinda funny. This game or whatever shoved two very different and dangerous personalities together in a small room, maybe their hoping we will kill each other." She commented in an off hand way, her eyes briefly landed on him but the soft whisper of her voice was a sign that she didnt really care if he responded.