I'm not trying to do your job.

[This, Letty veritably seethes, because even without the stinging ache in her hand making her more snappish than usual, she never takes well to being dismissed.]

I'm saying where the hell were you that you think you can just cut everyone else off without a second thought?

[Arthas gets a flash of a dark glare for his trouble, but her attention returns to Crowley.]