The sudden show of violence excites Ilithyia and she finds herself smiling again, knowing the man's jaw has been broken, that speaking and eating and existing will be painful for many months to come. Her hand ghosts out, fingertips trail across the edge of his jaw and though her touch is light, it produces another scream of pain.

"I will not be so kind," she repeats, making sure he's heard her words and that he understands. "I am not a woman you wish to have as enemy."

Then she smiles at Kaine and holds her hand out toward him. "I think message received, yes?"