It's a good start as any.

[Lucinda is frustratingly calm. She crushes the Sapphire in her hand and sprinkles it into the bowl of honey she's set aside for herself. Even when crushed, the hue is quite vivid making for a lovely contrast inside the clear golden honey.

The linen cover is removed from the cake and she drizzles it on top.]

You have to give me some leeway, Weir. I'm still sorting out the protocol of how I should act around someone who just tried to kill me indiscriminately.