"Oh, I see. So in order to go against Their plans, I'm supposed to stand aside and let you go break somebody's arm or stab somebody with a kitchen knife. Is that it?" Cecilia was unable to completely keep the condescending edge out of her tone, but she did try. A little. She might have gone on, as his ranting was really starting to grate on her, but he quieted down and she wasn't entirely sure what he meant.
"What are you talking about?" she asked, frowning. "How do you intend to do that?"