It's like, the more he talks, the more he sounds like the Wally she knows and as angry as the tone makes her, Zatanna hesitates for that reason alone. "Apparently, you've never heard of an ethical dilemma," she replies with the same biting tone. He sounds tired. She feels tired.

He speaks up again and her eyes narrow a little as she considers it. Zatanna only has to think on it for a second before she realizes that, really, there is no win-win here. One of them is screwed.

"You make it sound like it's so easy. It must be nice to think there's other options in this situation." Zatanna shakes her head and she lowers the laser gun without putting it away. "Like I could do that and just go on about my day with a failed mission under my belt. Like they're going to just shrug and say 'oh well, better luck next time, kid.' It doesn't work like that."

Neither of the options he offers to her is one that Zee has any interest in taking. The renewed defiance in his voice is what finally does it to her. She hasn't been here a long time and she still struggles against the reflex to use her spells to get what she wants.

"Emoc tuo ereh dna wohs flesruoy!" she snaps shrilly. Nothing's going to happen and she realizes out a second too late, so she barrels on. "No more games!" Maybe he'll just think she's swearing at him in a foreign language or something.