The oath and promise of a Sultansworn does not mean much to Hornet, but the offer of Crofte's life should she fail stirs Hornet into motion. She moves closer, looming over Crofte for a moment before reaching and and placing her hand on the back of Crofte's neck. Her grip is quite firm, but not quite enough to be painful.
"I don't want your life, Crofte, but I will take it. If you fail it would only lead to the destruction of two good people instead of one. Truly good people are so rare and the world needs every one of you to protect it." She leans down, placing her forehead against Crofte's. "You will succeed Crofte. For all of us, you have to."
She stands straight again, releasing her hold on Crofte's neck and thrusting the file against her chest. "Do it your way. Save my sister."
"I don't want your life, Crofte, but I will take it. If you fail it would only lead to the destruction of two good people instead of one. Truly good people are so rare and the world needs every one of you to protect it." She leans down, placing her forehead against Crofte's. "You will succeed Crofte. For all of us, you have to."
She stands straight again, releasing her hold on Crofte's neck and thrusting the file against her chest. "Do it your way. Save my sister."
