"That was a bit harsh, don’t you think?" The administrator’s accusations felt like a slap in the face, and she was tired of playing his games "Crimes? ‘Violating’ your most sacred spaces? I haven’t done any of that. I was invited into the chapel by the Servitors. I didn’t break into the crypts. I haven’t touched or taken anything. The only thing you can accuse me of, is staying close to those who had. And why is that?"
Her tone shifted, a flash of accusation in her voice "Had you sent someone to look after me the moment Mr. Parry failed to show up, none of this would have happened. I’d rather be sitting here facing your accusations than have someone else in my place, apologizing for some ‘oopsy’ that caused you the inconvenience of having to remove a body from your castle. If anything, you should be thanking me for getting myself out of a room full of ravenous vampires, sparing you a whole lot of a different sort of trouble"
Emma stopped for it to sink in, before allowing a sly smile to cross her lips "And if someone does try to pin this on me, I'm sure that you're smart enough to know that if I WAS the one planning this, none of us would be caught"
She went back to her more serious tone "Seems to me like you’re going to know who I was with by the end of the night, one way or the other. You have security cameras. Witnesses who have seen him at the party. All you’re trying to do is spare you the trouble of making a few calls, and dodging the legwork. Doesn’t seem reason enough to force me to put MY neck on the line. So I’m willing to call it even for your negligence to act as a proper host, and for not making sure I was safe tonight. I AM one of your guests"
The blonde got up to her feet, and looked into the man’s eyes "Call me a cab back home. Please."