I saw what I needed to. Lyonette’s not the problem, Erin. Those two are.” She jerked a thumb at Safry and Maran. The two [Barmaids] looked suddenly apprehensive. “We didn’t—” Ryoka rode right over them. She seemed to be enjoying the moment, in the way only the detective unveiling the mystery at the end of a case, or a judge handing down a sentence could be.
Yassss. Fuck em up.
