[Holds her tongue with some effort until he's quietened, at which point Lenalee does, in fact, boil over, and the hot words seep from between tightly pursed lips:] You keep speaking of bargaining chips, but you've chosen to make them all out of the wrong things.
[That there's a lid at all to keep is a direct consequence of his actions and the actions of his ilk, and while she cannot wish entrapment on anyone, she nurses a frightful bitterness: these people set a spark to the tinder and now people marked (however shakily) as comrades have lifted their weapons to one another. Have died and killed.]
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[That there's a lid at all to keep is a direct consequence of his actions and the actions of his ilk, and while she cannot wish entrapment on anyone, she nurses a frightful bitterness: these people set a spark to the tinder and now people marked (however shakily) as comrades have lifted their weapons to one another. Have died and killed.]