"She's a kid," Jackson spits out, "Seems to me, that she's way out of her depth, and I don't say that to be condescending."

He pauses, tapping the ash from his cigarette onto the back his hand.

"Even with good intentions, a poorly led coven spells disaster for its members." He eyes Heiji with an appraising eye. "Of course, you wouldn't know much about that."