"He knows what the stakes are. And he's more likely to forgive you than me if something happens to you and Logan."
Betty raised her chin a little in wavering defiance, this was not at all what she wanted, she didn't want to fight Sam. She didn't want to be in this fight at all, really, at least part of her didn't. The part that was still mourning Michael, still reeling from having to arrest her own family over this. Screw over her own friends. Gray area was no ones friend.
"I can't leave." She was circling too, keeping her distance as well but not by much. Everything about her body's posture screamed on edge and ready to fight, even if she truly wasn't. "I'm their leader, I can't leave. I'm sure you understand that."