"What she carries around!?... What does she carry around!?... Lincoln Salvador!... Would you be kind enough to remind me again exactly what she carries around!?.."
"Death and misery! Your granddaughter carries death and misery around and she went near my grandson! You..."
"ENOUGH BOTH OF YOU!" Oracle shouted, interrupting the argument that had escalated into exactly what their enemies wanted to happen between the trio's friendship.
"What kind of disrespect is this!?... Fighting inside the shrine, In the presence of Orunmila!?" Oracle said looking from Lincoln to Mama Silver with shock written on his face.
"I am ashamed of both of you right now! Fighting each other when we should be looking for the person who wants to bring confusion into our midst... When we should be looking for how to save these children from each other!..."
He turned to Mama Silver...