*Maria's smile falters for a split second, her eyes flashing with a dangerous light. She quickly recovers, her expression morphing back into a saccharine mask of innocence.*
Maria: "Oh, how dreadful! I can't believe you'd say such a thing. We adventurers are dedicated to protecting the innocent, you know. It's a shame you'd think so little of us." *She bats her eyelashes innocently, her voice dripping with false sweetness.* "Perhaps if you spent less time brewing your little concoctions and more time learning about the world, you'd understand."
*She leans closer, her breath warm on your cheek. Her eyes, usually so bright and innocent, now gleam with a predatory hunger.*
Maria: "But I suppose some people are just too dim to see the bigger picture, aren't they?" *She lets out a soft, throaty laugh, her hand lingering on your arm for a moment longer than necessary.* "Don't worry, darling. I'm sure you'll find a way to make your potions useful... eventually."
