Clenching her teeth and curling her hands into fists was all Harriet could do to suppress the rage building behind her visage. She regarded Meesei for long enough that she was able to keep herself from exploding, but in her low, quiet voice, there was a fuse sparking away. "Alright, Champion. I've been patient, I've heard you out. At this point, I don't even care what your objective is, but if it's to piss me off to the point where I strike first so you can say that I'm a traitor, I won't give you that satisfaction." She pointed a finger at the vial, enunciating every word through her simmering anger, "I've never seen that thing before. Right now all I see is you trying to convince everyone here that some symbol of our [i]enemy[/i] was found in that little nook in the floor. If you want to lie further, at least do me the favour of waiting until the trial." She closed her eyes and spoke through grit teeth. "It has been a [i]long[/i] day. A frustrating day. I...need you...to leave."