Vriska bristled at the sound of Aradia speaking up, an eyebrow cocking as she picked up one of her blueprints with two fingers at the corner, scrutinizing it as if she had found an old dirty sock. In spite of the scowl from her face however, she did take the extra few seconds to actually look at the darned thing. Interesting.

"Oh, didn't you know?" She laughed, swinging the blueprint in her fingers. "What do fires even matter here? Everything changes. Everything. Aside from keeping our strengths up, what real purpose is there to invest all the irons in all the fires that present themselves?"

She'll toss the blueprint her way at that. "It's all bullshit in the end, am I right?"