Not getting her way still wasn't something Galinda was used to, and she didn't like that it was getting more common with each passing day. Oz only knew where it would end. Soon she'd be just as hopeless as everyone else. Shudder to think.

A pout tugged at her lips, though fell away again once the stranger closed her eyes. No need to keep up the performance if no one was watching after all. "...Are you someone dangerous?" she posed carefully, glancing at that knife again.