With her fists curled, Lorelei quickly reached for one of her blades. 

“I worked hard and I will bask in my work. Do you not notice the intricate weaving beneath you? What is your sin exactly, or is everyone here a selfish prick?” 

Lorelei turns back to Auriole, frowning. “Maybe we could skin him and eat him?” It was a joke but she felt the need for defense-always.