And that caused Mina to stop pacing. "You may not respect the Traditions the way that I do, but I'll thank you not to insult my Prince," she said, a bit icily.

She sighed. That had probably been uncalled for. "I'm sorry. This is all just a little bit overwhelming. I have no right to lash out."

Mina pressed her palms together, resuming in her pacing. "You have secrets. I know that. I knew that the night we broke into the church. I respect secrets. Hell, I have some of my own that I'm sure would curl your hair." She sighed. "But this is..." She looked at Jones. "Are you like McBride? Do you think that we're all monsters and unclean? To be tolerated and nothing more?"