Twist's mouth tightened into a thin line at the discussion of a toxin against Kindred. She had little love for such weapons. And if she was jumpy at the idea of Kindred researching rather than simply burn, burn, burning it all ... well, she had a history. But aside from that small gesture, she remained in her lounge, her thoughts held internally.
As Ale brought her more directly into the conversation though, she let the tension of the earlier topic fade from her visage and leaned forward into the discussion. "I have not seen a time when the officials responsible for maintaining Elysium have not been able to handle a problem," she stated simply. Actually ... had they ever finished dealing with that upstart neonate? She would have to remember to find the closet they had tucked him away into and find out.
Tilting her head to look at Derek, her dark eyes pools of shadow, "I also would like to question if in your plans you had considered the permissions of the owners of Nox?"
Her eyes on him, she held the tension for a long moment before shrugging slightly and looking toward the Prince. "If there is true cause for concern though," her tone conveying that she wasn't convinced there was, "Perhaps the Reeve and Keeper could work to set up a secondary Elysium? One that satisfies their need for security." It wouldn't be the first time the city had more than one. Of course, the city at one time had actually needed them.
As Ale moved the conversation on to understanding roles, Twist settled back against the cushions. She knew when she was part of the conversation and when she was not.