Sweetwater flashed a quick smile to Sophie, the only clue that her wrath a moment later wasn't utterly in control of her.<br/><br/>She began to flicker with fiery light as she glared at the more coherent of the survivors and he felt his skin begin to tingle and heat, as if the desert sun were pounding all over his body.<br/><br/>"You are both murderers," she hissed as the heat grew.  "You've come among people who wanted nothing but dinner, drink, and relaxation, and spilled their blood.  You've brought weapons that don't discriminate between one target and another, and weapons that can shoot through one innocent to hit another behind them.  What can you tell me that could earn mercy for scum like you?"