This was just angering, she thought. She crossed her arms over her bosom and snapped, "Fine. Ye go sulk with Jenny. I am tired of having to fight with ye and ye're forcing me to choose between ye and a damned clock. Well, I would rather have me clock than to listen to ye condemn me, again, for every little thing I do wrong in yer eyes." She wasn't a blubbering mess like the last time they fought, she was standing up straight and looked angry enough to punch her brother in the arm or something. "And mind, don't slam me door on yer way out." She stalked closer to him and lowered her voice even more than it was, "And lastly, ye can pretend all ye want that ye can't be compared but we both know what the truth is. Now if ye'll excuse me, I probably have dirty nappies to change. But what do I know, I -neglect- my children, right?!" With that, she wibbled a little and then lifted her chin with a humph, and she stalked into the nursery, closing the door behind her.