"Oh, for Gods' sakes..." Rozalia muttered under her breath as the testosterone levels in the room suddenly went through the roof. Upon Haserus' invitation to a fight with Valerion, she stood up with a distinct glare upon her face.
"What are you, stupid?" She called out angrily, drawing all eyes in the room. "You want to go and prove something by fighting among your companions? Whether you like it or not, you are both allies in this war against Alduin!" She paused for a moment, looking between Valerion and Haserus. "This fight for survival will not be easy. So I highly doubt that we have time for ego, bravado, or petty squabbling. You ask who we would rather follow? Neither, by the looks of things. I expected more mature behaviour from a centuries old Lich, and a supposed battle hardened warrior." She stopped now, still glowering at them, and not looking nearly as quiet and naive as she had moments ago.

"She's got a point." Niko spoke up once Rozalia had finished talking. "We need to work together to kill dragons - Dovahkiin failed to heed that warning, and now he's dead. As Delphine said earlier," Niko glanced at Haserus. "If it's not good enough for you, you can leave now. We don't need any trouble in this group." He said in a reasonable tone of voice.
"Yeah, we'll make sure to bury your corpse when we find it on the road if you do that." Leo muttered beside him, a scowl on his face.