"This isn't a game! And he said his name was Kurloz!" He shouts. His expression twists. He could tear out her throat, he knows he could. He's had to do it before, to save himself, he can do it just to... just to get rid of her.

"Fine!" He turns his back, though he watches her careful still, half to cover his ownself, half to make it clear of the threat. "But she'll be all on her own when they come to cull a sister! Ain't no one gonna help you then." It's not really a bluff. Not from his end. If he leaves now, he's certain someone else will just do the job for him.