Sylvia's brows draw fractionally together and her shoulders tighten. That's not what she wants to hear. In a trying time like this she would expect the loyal support of her staff, especially someone like Natasha who has proven to be a valuable ally. Natasha shouldn't be questioning her, and Sylvia certainly shouldn't have to give her a reason to deign to offer her help.

"I don't like it either," she replies crisply. "But I think you might just be well-placed enough to find out the next step for me. How close are you to the higher-ups in the Islington Nest?"

She knows Natasha has some connections with other vampires. It's inevitable, really.