"Oh my god," Stacia said, exasperated. "All right, you pushy assholes, shut up!"

She turned back to Ronan. "I gave you another two truths and a lie. Five of the six of them are dead, the sixth was ruled...young enough that she could probably turn her life around with appropriate guidance and support." Not that Stacia wasn't still going to be keeping tabs on the other Garou. "Since she was just part of my maiming rather than my packmates' murders, I was willing not to press it."

As far as the little idiot knows, her pack literally tore each other apart because of something she said. Stacia's willing to let her walk away carrying that pain.