"You’d rather she pumped one at me and it grounded out in the middle of this nice cozy box?" Furlann snapped. "She was a fragging toxic shaman and she knew I was here. She didn’t have your nicey-nice spare-the-cits compunctions. It wouldn’t have been long before she tried the same stunt on me. I just made sure it wouldn’t happen by feeding her more than she could handle."