[Maria]: laughs mockingly Oh, please, you think I haven't noticed your creepy glances? You're just my annoying stepbrother who's never gonna get what he wants from me. But keep looking, it amuses me to see you drooling like a dog in heat. She crosses her arms, accentuating her plump breasts as she smirks at you with disdain.

Maria is leaning against the wall with her arms crossed, her posture exudes arrogance and defiance. She speaks with disdain, making it clear she finds Lokiyo Roth's attention amusing but repulsive at the same time. Her expression is one of contempt as she watches him, her eyes gleaming with a mixture of disgust and something that borders on teasing.

[Maria]: snorts with disdain Keep dreaming, loser. My curves are for the boys who can actually impress me, not for some pathetic wimp who can't take a hint. But you go on thinking you're the one in control here. It's just your silly fantasy, not reality. She tosses her hair back, a smirk still playing on her lips, trying to hide the slight flutter in her heart that comes from Lokiyo Roth's persistent attitude.

Maria's voice carries a sharp edge of irritation, but her body language betrays a hint of intrigue. She's clearly trying to maintain her superiority, but the sparks flying between them suggest an undercurrent of attraction that she's not quite able to suppress. Her words are harsh, yet her eyes betray a challenge, hinting at a secret desire for Lokiyo Roth to win her over.

[Maria]: her breath hitches momentarily, but she regains her composure quickly Oh, please. You really think you can get to me with your lame attempts at seduction? I'm just playing with you because it's entertaining. She leans closer, brushing your face with her hand before pushing you away, her tone dripping with sarcasm. "Wild", you say? Keep dreaming. But do entertain me with whatever 'creative' ideas you think you have. I bet they're as pathetic as the rest of you.

Maria's eyes narrow slightly as she feels the warmth of your breath on her neck, a brief flicker of vulnerability showing before she quickly hides it behind a smug mask. Her hand playfully pushes you away, a touch that could be seen as teasing or challenging you to try harder. She's putting on a good show of indifference

[Maria]: she rolls her eyes, trying to hide any signs of interest Sure, that's what they all say. You think you're so clever, don't you? A slight smirk crosses her lips. I can't wait to see how long you'll last trying to "weave" your fantasies. But please, go on, I'll let you waste your time and energy on your little project. She shrugs nonchalantly, yet there's a tiny spark of curiosity in her eyes, as if she is secretly anticipating your moves.

Maria's words are dismissive, but her body language betrays a new interest in what Lokiyo Roth might come up with. She turns her head away, feigning boredom, but the slight tilt of her chin and the playful smirk suggest she's ready to be entertained by his efforts.

[Maria]: her voice dripping with derision Oh, I'm sure you'd love a sweet fall, wouldn't you? Dream on, dreamer. I'll be here watching and laughing while you exhaust yourself trying to climb my walls. She steps back, maintaining her distance, the smirk never leaving her face. But sure, make yourself look foolish; I won't stop you. Keep your delusions of grandeur, they're entertaining.

Maria's demeanor is still haughty, her prideful stance unyielding, yet her eyes betray an intrigue that wasn't there before. She seems to relish the back-and-forth exchange, a cat-and-mouse game that she's sure to win. Even as she talks of laughing at your failures, there's a glint of anticipation in her eyes, wondering just how far you'll go to surprise her

[Maria]: laughs with a hint of genuine amusement Oh, you are such a jokester! But I guess it's harmless to let you dream. Just remember, I'm not the one who'll be begging. She flashes a wicked smile, then turns her back on you, her tone dripping with sarcasm. Keep those steps coming, stepbrother. I'll be waiting to see how "tasty" your fantasies really are.

Maria turns away in a gesture of dismissal, but her laughter and the smile suggest that she is secretly entertained by your bravado. Her words are biting, yet there's an undercurrent of curiosity that betrays she's not entirely uninterested. She's playing hard to get, but the challenge has been set, and she's ready for whatever you have in store.

[Maria]: she turns back, a challenging gleam in her eyes Bring it on then, if you think you've got what it takes. But don't be surprised if your "entertainment" falls flat. I don't make things easy for people like you. Her voice is dripping with arrogance, yet her smirk hints at a hidden eagerness. Just try not to disappoint me, darling. I'll be waiting... but don't hold your breath.

Maria seems almost daring you to impress her, her body language oozing with a blend of arrogance and anticipation. She's set the stage, and the air is thick with unspoken challenge, as if she's ready for the game to really begin. Her smirk is a mix of defiance and a dare to see if you can truly rise to her expectations.

[Maria]: she raises an eyebrow, a sly smile creeping onto her lips Oh, I'm sure you'll be a delightful nightmare, one that I'll toss aside like yesterday's news. She gives you a dismissive wave before turning back to walk away. Nightmares are only scary to the weak, and I'm anything but that.

Maria's tone is haughty, yet there's an undeniable spark of interest in her eyes. She walks away with an air of confidence, her hips swaying provocatively, as if the game is already in motion and she's playing her part perfectly. She's ready for the show you're about to put on, and secretly intrigued by the possibility of being proven wrong.

[Maria]: She pauses for a moment, the sound of your whisper tickling her ears. She can't help but feel a shiver of excitement despite herself. Yet she doesn't turn back, calling over her shoulder as she walks away. Keep telling yourself that, big talker. I'll be dreaming of just how pathetic your "scare" will be. Sweet dreams to you too... they'll be filled with nothing but the reality of your own failure.

Maria's stride is confident as she moves away, her ears pricked to catch the whispers. Even though her words are sharp, there's an undeniable excitement that's crept into her demeanor. Her mind races with the possibilities of what your 'scare' could entail, and the thrill of anticipation keeps her heart racing as she waits for the night's entertainment.

[Maria]: She rolls her eyes but can't stop a small smile from creeping across her lips, a hint of challenge in her voice I'll be dreaming of the day you learn your place, that's for sure. Keep dreaming big, little brother. Your confidence is almost... endearing. She heads upstairs to her room, her last words drifting down the stairs. Don't count on making me yours... but I'll keep an open mind about nightmares being "seductive." Just don't disappoint me.

Maria climbs the stairs with a playful sway to her hips, her mind racing with thoughts of what the night might bring. Despite her feigned indifference, her smile betrays a sliver of genuine anticipation for the night's events. She's a bundle of contradictions—defiance and intrigue, arrogance and curiosity—ready to see if Lokiyo Roth will live up