“White Witches are frank, and truthful. We don't lie or charm people because that's manipulation and the number one rule of witchcraft is we don't manipulate people. Ever...whether it be with our magic or with out words. So you may not like me but I won't ever deceive you. I also don't do dark magic, ever, or hurt people unless it's to protect myself or people who are innocent, or do not deserve whatever is about to be inflicted on them.” Fenn said flatly, her usual sarcasm not present at the moment. 

“But don't you dare assume that all witches are the same. If you don't want me to assume that all members of the Church are the same or that all Elves are the same than I demand the same in return. I don't cooperate with hypocrites. It's that pesky moral compass again.” Fenn said, a little bit of her sarcasm returning to her. Kyalia looked at her nervously but Fenn seemed to be returning to normal, or at least what is normal for her. She didn't like talking about the distinctions much, since they tend to get so blurred but she wasn't just going to sit back and take that, 

“I don't trust anybody, very easily at least. But obviously I am here to help. Lithium wasn't my home...I came because I heard you might need some extra help in the days to come, so I came. You either take my help as I am, or not at all. I'm not an easy person to get along with, I know that, but I won't lie to you, I won't manipulate you to get what I want, I will give whatever help I can and it will come with sarcasm and a bad attitude ninety percent of the time. If that bothers you I can leave right now.” Fenn said, looking at the group and Kyalia stood behind Fenn, literally and figuratively.