It's not Marjara's fault, really; Velvet's just a pacing caged animal around everyone. It's how she's wired.

"I've slept through doing worse," she says, simply enough, because it's simply the truth. The Abbey didn't really care much about whether she was awake or not when they decided it was their daemonic garbage disposal's feeding time; she learned how to adapt, because she wasn't about to learn how to die.

It isn't her intention to make that sound like a threat, but the flat grumble of her default tone of voice is what it is.