As soon as those words left Edith's mouth, the response was immediate—and sharp.
"Oh please," Lily scoffed, folding her arms across her chest as she tilted her head slightly. "Do you really think we don't see through that little act of yours?"
Linda nodded in agreement, her lips curling into a thin, knowing smile. "Yeah. Standing there all confident, talking about 'organization' and 'efficiency.' You're obviously just trying to put yourself in charge. Don't act like this isn't about you wanting to lead."
Edith blinked once, her expression tightening just slightly, but she didn't respond right away.
Before she could, Yuriel stepped forward with an irritated click of his tongue. "They're right," he said, lifting his chin proudly. "Your speech wasn't subtle at all. And even if we were to choose a leader, it certainly shouldn't be you."
