"I've been here long enough that I know. One of their soldiers is my roommate. They never said we can't have the weapons, just that we're in big trouble if we fire any sort of a weapon or attack anyone. But no rule at all against building or having the weapon." Her tone had a distinctive "so there" feel to it.

"I don't know who you are," she advanced on him, finger out like she was about to poke his chest, "or who you think you are, but I know who you are NOT. You are NOT my father. You are NOT my liege. You are NOT the ruler of this ship. Therefore you do NOT get to dictate to me," and if he did not back off or stop him, she'd be poking his chest now, "what I do and do not do."

She was not as much of a megalomaniac as other sparks of her level. She didn't want to take over the world. Mechanicsburg was thrust upon her, and she feels protective over the town and its people, but she never set out to conquer it, only to protect it.

She didn't want to take over the world.

But that didn't mean she was still in the business of letting everyone else in the world dictate to her who she should be.