"That's not funny, Tanis," Avi was quick to correct her, but his voice remained as matter of factly as it had when he had spoken about the details of her case. In fact, he had barely glanced up at her from the slice of bread he was buttering.<br/>Without skipping a beat.m he eventually addressed her answer as objectively as any lawyer would. "If needs be, we will drag out the election of your jury."<br/>Avi took a bite of his toast and took his time to chew it before continuing. Sinead had been mindlessly folding and unfolding her cloth napkin but had stopped to watch him.<br/>"I'm not sending you to trial to an all White jury," Avi ended.<br/>"That's good," Sinead agreed, thoughtlessly and softly. Her eyes once again lowered to fold the napkin one last time. "Scum, it what White juries are. They should be ashamed."<br/>With that, she got up to tidy the kitchen counter.