"Why would I go to other militants?" Mallory snarled at the girl and her abhorrent stupidity. Her dark eyes drilled into the face of the younger woman, and her lips curled into a nasty grimace of disbelief and annoyance. It seemed like the time they had spent apart, the younger one had little knowledge enter her head. "I have told you already, listen carefully", she snapped, fingers curling on her crossed arms. "No one cares if he stays alive, but that doesn't mean people will be happy to go have a bite at him. If anything..." Mallory moved a little on her spot on the stool. "If anything, many would see that as an opportunity to gain his favor. A good old messenger to whisper into his ear and feel that more comfortable in his presence..."<br/><br/>She looked at Jane. There was anger in her eyes, but her voice was cold and rather unimpressed. "I don't know what sort of an idea you have about the militia, but we are not<i>friends. </i>We do not look after each other the way you lot think you do. Not that it helps you any-" Mallory couldn't help but grin. "Even with that turmoil eating away at the militia from the inside you can't really do much, now can you?" She laughed, but then stopped as abruptly as she started. With another look, dark eyes sliding from one person to another, examining and judging the expressions that met her gaze. Many seemed furious, many seemed confused. But mostly, people looked afraid, deep down, the fear kept peeking out from behind whatever else was up in front - and fake.<br/><br/>Mallory stood up and disregarded Jane for now, instead focusing her attention on Connor. They had a thing that connected them, granted it was more like a curse. "We plan. And we plan ahead. This won't ever be as simple as just going and taking care of him. You know that. He might not have friends, and might have enemies, but most of them will be too afraid to do anything, and the problem is - Victor does does not need friends to keep himself alive." Mallory took a step towards Connor, clearly paying no attention to Jane, as if she deemed her unworthy. "I don't have a solution, I came here knowing it fully. There isn't a simple way to get rid of Lavonne. But no matter how complex it is, I want it to happen. Don't you?"<br/><br/>Her tone dropped a little, showing her seriousness. She finally turned towards Jane and this time took a few steps towards the smaller woman, her frame towering over the younger female. "If you thinkm even for a second, Lavonne couldn't or wouldn't find you had he wanted to, think again, little one." She said, a cruel smile dancing on her lips. "Lavonne wants you all dead, yes, but where is the fun if you all die at once, and not a single one of you is left to mourn the others?" Mallory laughed and looked at Connor. "You know him. Do tell, am I lying?"