But the other woman said nothing at first, and took long enough about it that the frightened anger the Seer was holding back caught up with her properly.  "If you have nothing to say, then move," she snapped, brushing past Lya and out the door.  Following a gut instinct that suddenly seemed a bit stronger, Amuné made her way to where Tsitua was, stalking into the room with a quiet rage.  "How dare you," she said, her voice shaking.  Was it anger or fear that made her tremble so?  "You claim to serve those who want peace, to wish to keep me safe and provide me with shelter.  Yet when I gamble on you, I am brought here, only to be attacked?"  Her voice intensified, but she did not shout, each word snapping out like a whip.  "Corruption stains your crew, oh brave but injured leader.  See to your troops -- or they will surely see to you."

(([@TheMinorFall] how's that~?))