"Not all of us steal and murder, love." she said huskily, eyes narrowing as she observed the witch. She briefly glanced up, looking to see if anyone was about to walk in, before glancing back down. "Some of us are....rather, insufferable and striving towards the greater good." This last part she almost choked out, not caring to hide her eyes rolling into the back of her head.

"Plus," she reached out a hand to gently stroke her finger along the side of the debuante's jaw. "Some of you deserve it."