"Are you telling me," Ezra leaned forward, the fury in his voice audible, "that you want us to help you depose Griffin? In exchange of the help promised by the Arbiter."
"Yes." Captain Helena answered simply. Her face was now expressionless as she studied Ezra.
Ezra laughed, his anger mounting. "You want us to help you depose the same man we are seeking protection from."
"Yes." Helena repeated.
"Are you out of your mind?" Ezra snarled. "Why? Why would I do that? I don't even need your help against the Silent Hand. Why would I ever want to help you?"
"I'm glad you asked." Helena steepled her fingers. "First, you want my protection against Griffin. I can help and my help comes with a legal backing. Second, I have a plan. I already know what we have to do. Lastly, if you don't help me, I'll expose you to Griffin. The infighting between the two of you would do half my job for me. What do you think?"
