Slacked, was Evyrless's jaw at the comments made by her party member. Her lips did not part, but they curled into a frown in her distaste for the blatant disregard he held for what was lost. The Gate was an eternal structure that gave the same function to the living that the Veil gave to the dead. The 'thing' was sacred, perhaps not to her Queen specifically, but regardless she and the Raven Queen both would mourn the loss of this sacred thing. 

Stood low as she was, Evyrless stepped forward a few strides to reach the side of Drajhan. Her rapier, still drenched in blood, was thrust into the ground beside her rather than sully her scabbard. Her left hand held a gentle grasp of the dragonborn's shoulder to pull his view toward her. With the other, she reached back calmly and with a whip into the air she struck him across the face. The back of her hand immediately turned red after the contact with his rigid, scaled face, but the point was made. 

"Do not disrespect what may never return, lizard! Or I may not respect you when you pass."

[hider]Unarmed Attack - 18 + 3 = 21[/hider]