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Still unimpressed. Undaunted. The druid raised her chin. Defiant. Stubborn. Nodded as Westley spoke. His words were more directed to Dante but the point stood. Jormungand's unnecessary violence did not constitute to loyalty in any way.
Worse, his argument against Sweeny was pathetic. The medic would hardly want a prospective patient killing themself just in an attempt to get to her. "I think I can- I can speak for myself," she pointed out coldly. "That if my clanmates are injured- too injured to make the journey home, they should accept help wherever its offered." It was common sense. "I care more about their health than that to be that arrogant." It wasn't about who healed someone, it was the fact that they could help in the first place.
She scoffed softly. Kept her eyes level. She wasn't scared of Jormungand. And if he thought she'd offer him any help after doing so, he'd be sorely mistaken. "Besides, Sweeny was fighting- fighting for us. You- you picked a fight when it wasn't needed or wanted. You weren't thinking about us. You- you put your clanmates and children at risk by nearly restarting an old conflict."
"You say- you say you'll die for the Pitt. Big. Fucking. Deal. How about you live in a way that doesn't put everything we've worked for on the line?"
"And instead- instead of bitching about Sweeny getting help from another medic, a good medic mind you, how about you own up to the fact Sweeny- Sweeny never betrayed us. You did. You knew the neutrality. You knew Dante's punishment. But you still broke it. You've proven nothing of your loyalty."
[/td][/tr][/table]Worse, his argument against Sweeny was pathetic. The medic would hardly want a prospective patient killing themself just in an attempt to get to her. "I think I can- I can speak for myself," she pointed out coldly. "That if my clanmates are injured- too injured to make the journey home, they should accept help wherever its offered." It was common sense. "I care more about their health than that to be that arrogant." It wasn't about who healed someone, it was the fact that they could help in the first place.
She scoffed softly. Kept her eyes level. She wasn't scared of Jormungand. And if he thought she'd offer him any help after doing so, he'd be sorely mistaken. "Besides, Sweeny was fighting- fighting for us. You- you picked a fight when it wasn't needed or wanted. You weren't thinking about us. You- you put your clanmates and children at risk by nearly restarting an old conflict."
"You say- you say you'll die for the Pitt. Big. Fucking. Deal. How about you live in a way that doesn't put everything we've worked for on the line?"
"And instead- instead of bitching about Sweeny getting help from another medic, a good medic mind you, how about you own up to the fact Sweeny- Sweeny never betrayed us. You did. You knew the neutrality. You knew Dante's punishment. But you still broke it. You've proven nothing of your loyalty."
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AINE CHARLOTTE NÍ BROIN - THE PITT - 10 MOONS - RED DEER-FOX
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