[ Asura doesn't want her to calm down. He wants her worked up so that the catharsis of taking it out on some poor musicians is as satisfying as possible. That said, his words are true representations of his philosophy. ]

I despise those tyrants that try to eliminate the feelings society considers inconvenient.

[ Such as fear, but anger too. Lots of her emotions, the ones everyone else tells her to let go or whatever. He thinks she's at her best when they come out. ]

Besides, that guy is not going to make you mad again, so really, it worked itself out before the so-called authorities got involved.

[ Asura only seems to have to make the slightest touch to the wheels and gearstick for the car to respond, like it knows what he wants and wants to give it to him. It's the sort of relationship he wants with her, really- not subservient but intuitively reciprocal. ]

That said... Do you want a mask?

[ For the crime they're going to do. ]