Sevika snapped her gaze back to the towering man, and a snarl crossed her lips. She looked as though she might go after him again, if only for a moment. How dare he.

"Holding a sword over Silco's head isn't deciding who lives and dies, and you fucking know it. Don't act like it is when you were the one doing all the deciding before. Who to sacrifice to the enforcers, who got to thrive, who had to suffer because they wouldn't play your game."

Like she was ever the traitor? Ever?! She wasn't loyal to Silco! She wasn't loyal to Vander! She was loyal to Zaun! It was the only reason she even considered... even considered... She doesn't put her cigarette out on the ground. Rather, she takes it in hand and crushes it. The sizzle of the ember against her skin, the burn of it, curbs her anger. She hadn't come out here to start another fight.

"Everything I do is for Zaun. Even the worst of it. If I leave out something, it's because it wouldn't help any of us."