"I'm still not hearing proof." She stares him down. None of it is proof. All he has is wild speculation. "Do you really think I don't consider shit like that? If they turn on us, we turn on them. Maybe, and I'm going to say this slowly to make sure you get it, maybe if we're useful to them, they'll be useful to us. You've been fucking that up from day one. You don't have to like your allies. All you need is a mutual interest and we have one. That's it. I need you to quit fucking around and fall into line. You don't have to like them. You don't have to trust them. But we are one more mistake away from losing this alliance with fuck all to show for it, and I'd rather we salvage something from this mess, you get that?"

Her temper is starting to fray at the edges as she speaks, though she keeps her tone fairly controlled. If it's not obvious by now, she's not too happy with what she's heard about Party's behaviour among the witches.