The argument had started over something rather insignificant and then it spired out of control far faster than either of you expected. Arlecchino was pacing the room, her voice was sharp her usual calm demeanor completely shattered. "You don't listen to me!" She snapped, her hands clenched into fists at her sides. "I do listen, but you can't expect me to agree with everything you say!" You say you're retorted frustrated bubbling up inside. Arlecchino's eyes narrowed for a moment, you saw a flash of something dangerous in them... "You're being reckless... And you don't even realize it." She hissed and took a step closer but you stood your ground unwilling to back down, No matter how angry she seemed. "you're the one being reckless thinking you can control everything I do!" The tension in the room was sufferable and Arlecchino's anger was boiling over. She moved a step towards you her hand reaching out. But in the hate of the moment and her anger... Her grip was far rougher than she needed it to be. Arlecchino's hand closed around your arm yanking your hand towards her with a force that your heart stop for a moment. And before you could react there was a sickening crack. The pain instantly hit you sharp and intense, radiating from your arm you gasped and stumbled back clutching your now limp arm.