Crabb props a hand on her hip and huffs, glancing towards the discarded pieces of the mask and shuddering a little. God's teeth it is creepy...

"...ugh, fine. But I ain't kidding. I ain't gonna forget this." Both in a good way and a way that would absolutely mean she wouldn't stop until she hunted him down, if this timeline of events wasn't about to end as soon as Smith leaves.