“You. Are not in a position to stop me. Aura manipulation can be broken.”
He clenched one fist. Ryoka tensed and saw the duo with the hats slowly slide back behind Grimalkin. His eyes flicked sideways and he went still. But Erin waved at Wilovan and Ratici. She strode up to Grimalkin.
“Erin—”
She ignored Palt. Erin prodded Grimalkin in the chest again.
“Oh yeah, I bet that’s true. You could smack me, Grimalkin. So go ahead and do it. Hit me. Because you’re right. You can do whatever you want in this inn by force. Funny thing though. The thing about punching people is they remember. So. Do you want to threaten me again, Grimalkin of Pallass?”
[…]
“So you’ll just throw me out? Is that it?”
The Drake spoke one last time as Erin opened the door and he walked through. He faced her from the other side. Erin gave him a sad look.
“Grimalkin. You’re welcome to come back if you change. I like you. But you’re not a good guest. And guess what?”
“What?”
“You can’t threaten me with Pallass. Because Pallass? I don’t need it. It’s nice. But it’s not essential. And you? You’re no Zel Shivertail. He was better than you.”
~ Grimalkin and Erin, after Grimalkin tried to interrogate Ryoka, 7.53
