She can handle them just fine one her own but she has a deal with the Tiger she needs to uphold.

One night a week, she allows it full control over her in exchange for the amulet's powers.

"Dude, just say hell."

It's fine. She's been doing this for years now.

She sharpening her claws with a file.

She sighs, not even looking at him, "What do you want, Deadpool?"

"A nail file? What for-" It's best not to ask. She hands him the nail file.

It'd be more odd if someone by the name White Tiger didn't.

The know the amulet doesn't give the user claws but this is MY PORTRAYAL AND I DO WHAT I WANT. *breaks a vase* //

"Uh...thanks." She said, taking the file back and looking at her now bloody nail filler.

"I didn't do anything but okay?"

Social skills? Don't know her 💅

"Guessing the symbiote claws never go dull?'

Correct.

"When?"

"I don't watch tv."

Yes.

She just nods.

"No, it's fine." She said, finishing filing her claws.

Ava pushing everyone away while refusing to acknowledge her trauma and unhealthy habits