She was annoyed with you, for starters; she was one of the last objects you'd brought to life.

She did not deserve such disrespect - especially not from a worm such as yourself! I mean, look at you... already a puddle at her feet, your gaze filled with a lusty awe. It was pathetic.

"Now, wretch..."

She crossed her arms across her chest, an unamused, spiteful spark in her eyes - oh, she was aggravated.

"What do you have to say for yourself?"

Your mistress towered over you, awaiting an extensive apology.