Nothing changed as Thomas delivered his threat. For only a moment, she considered outright ignoring Thomas' demands but a cursory glare around at the other two knights revealed to her that she did not have enough rope on her to detain everyone in the room securely. The investigator watched the man set his sword on the table with a blank stare. The sword was still within arm's reach, but she wasn't particularly off put by the knight's caution. She sighed, looking glumly to the floor before locking eyes with Thomas. There wasn't much she felt would convince them to keep their hands on their side of the room, but she'd start what what she actually knew. "Sure, here," she said, reaching behind her back into a bag clipped onto her belt and producing a circular emblem, woven of fine fabric and black. She tossed her emblem with a flick of the wrist, and it fluttered onto the table closer to Thomas, revealed the icon on its face side. Eight simplified, white stitched swords, arranged in an arc across the top and all pointing straight down. "I am Maria Trinan," she said, unable to stop herself from chuckling at the corpse's expense, "And I am alive." The summation of her peaceful reasons, but making threats wasn't appropriate.