Kala: (@Wolfgang) I don’t know when my life became so confusing. I don’t know how to fix it. Because, for me, fixing something does not mean shooting someone with a rocket launcher-
Kala: *literally makes a bomb out of everyday cooking spices*
Kala: *aggressively blows up a table using only a wine bottle and a tiny candle while also BAMFly telling Lila to, “Bring it, bitch”*
Kala: *nonchalantly ignores the significant amount of bullets flying towards her while shooting the petrol tank of a car*
Kala: *uses resulting gasoline leak to blow up said car*
Kala: (@Wolfgang) -to which, I would like to point out that much of your present trouble is a direct result of this kind of violent choice.