"It has to be," Ilde says, quietly, putting another cherry between her teeth and rolling it around for a moment before she bites through. "Look at their tactics-- look what they did. Starving predators. Don't tell me anyone thinks that's about concern for safety. Someone lit a match. Someone did that knowingly."
...she has a lot of feelings about this, apparently; on the one hand, it frankly irritates her to be put in the position of defending the generally indefensible, and on the other, she has a bad habit of collecting vampires lately and the issue is unavoidably close to her own life. Irritatingly. That distant look (absent, like she's carefully checking out of something that might bother her) she was wearing earlier is back, so perhaps whatever's fussing her isn't so unrelated.
"So who benefits? What weren't we looking at?" A shrug.
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...she has a lot of feelings about this, apparently; on the one hand, it frankly irritates her to be put in the position of defending the generally indefensible, and on the other, she has a bad habit of collecting vampires lately and the issue is unavoidably close to her own life. Irritatingly. That distant look (absent, like she's carefully checking out of something that might bother her) she was wearing earlier is back, so perhaps whatever's fussing her isn't so unrelated.
"So who benefits? What weren't we looking at?" A shrug.