“That bitch! She’s going to regret trying to steal my Rithy!”

….

Liaena merely watched as Naliyah barrelled out of the door, before reaching under herself to grab a small, wriggly thing as she sat up. “You being entirely cooperative means I don’t return lost property. Kapeesh?”

“I…uh…well…” Chevalier-Rithrynn stuttered as she dangled from her fingers, apparently torn between some sense of martial honour, and dread of the return of Naliyah as she glanced fearfully at the door. “…Don’t think you’ll break me girl! …and I don’t know anything! Really!”

[i]“I’d believe that.”[/i]

“You expect me to believe [i]that[/i]?” the girl uttered scornfully as she climbed to her feet. Giving a chevalier a prod in the midriff, the woman emitting a gasp as she swung back and forward. “So you’re making one of us happy tonight, and it’s me or the Night Elf. And I’m [b]really[/b] not satisfied.”

“N-n-no! It’s true! I’m just a grunt! My Captain told me to go on this mission so I did! A-aand I didn’t know about that crazy Death Knight!” Rithrynn wailed, very unconvincingly on that final statement about Malizia. The chevalier grovelled miserably as she clung to Liaena’s fingers. “I’ll tell you everything I know Milady, just please don’t send me back. The Night Elves, they’re crazy, y’know? I heard they swallow you whole!”

[i]“… technically he’s not wrong”[/i]

“Fine. Fine. We’ll talk more later” Liaena snapped as she dropped ‘Rithrynn’ into her satchel and closed it. “I’m going upstairs. Make a sound or try to escape and I’ll serve you up with garnish.”

*

“Thank you. I actually thought I was getting a bit of a cold” Kathlin said meekly in response to the Draenei’s words. The girl scanned the hulking death knight, eyes settling on the dart in her neck. “And I think you might be under the influence”

“Intruder!”

“RITHRYNN!”

“Kick! Ass!”

“….I feel we should just sit this one out” 
Kathlin observed to the smaller girl as the pair backed hastily away from the carnage that was rapidly developing. Silje nodded her head rapidly, looking very relieved at this pronouncement. “Agreed!”

“….”

“Stop!”

“….”

Sharon’s words went entirely ignored as the High Elf skidded to a halt into the atrium, save for Kathlin who rotated slowly to raise her eyebrows marginally at him. “How is the interrogation going, Mister Dal’dieb?”