"Heh…One would expect that, one rat would be better at finding another….I guess that is not true."
Jayan's sharp gaze darted to Varos, and she didn't miss the smug grin creeping onto his face. "You let them escape too," she said curtly, her voice edged with ice. "I assume you're not here to gloat about a victory."
Varos let out a booming laugh, his shoulders shaking with amusement. "Let them escape? No, no, Jayan. I was cleaning up your mess." His amber eyes gleamed with malice as he turned toward her fully. "Though it's no surprise you'd let them slip through your fingers. After all, rats know their own kind."
The insult struck hard, and Jayan's composure cracked. She scoffed, her grip tightening on her blade. "Careful, Varos. Your oversized ego might make you forget that you're no closer to catching them than I am."