Alecto frowned as she heard Amycus' little speech. That was not why she was here, nor why she agreed to finally speak to Rabastan. Rubbing the bridge of her nose, Alecto placed a hand on Amycus' chest just to get him to stop talking. She gave Rabastan his chance to justify himself before pushing Amycus back and to give all three of them space.
"Look, Rabastan," She said a little more calmly than before, her voice taking a more serious tone and a less taunting one. "Neither of us came here to determine favorites and whatever sort of rubbish we're on the topic of, all I'm saying is that when plans need to be made, you need to have more faith in us." Motioning to herself and her brother, she turned to face Rabastan fully, hands resting on her hips in hopes of making her short appearance a little more imposing.
"Hold meetings, I was always fond of the meetings we used to have," Hands left her hips, to clasp in front of her as her gaze turned hazy just remembering all the fun little get togethers the Death Eaters would hold just to torture a prominent member of the Wizarding World together, or plan their next attack. "Or to wear the masks, again! I truly miss those, even if it did pinch my nose a bit. The masks were a symbolism that really scared people when they saw them."
Now she was getting a bit manic as she tapped her chin, "There is another unity that I seek, it's to make us all feel like equals. You started off just like us, Rabastan, it's only fair that you and your brother remain on the same level and not become too self righteous in your 'power.' Besides, my darling recruits are getting a bit restless, and I think they want to come out and play with the rest of us. Perhaps you should take them out one evening, Rabastan," A broad smirk curled on her lips, as her head tilted slightly, "Hm?"