"And how will you do that?" Carly chooses now to speak-as her temper rises inch by inch, watching all of this with her own irritations. She has her fire ready, and she addresses the fae with narrowed eyes. "You need the one you're after for the same reason we're here-to make the connection for the ritual. As it stands, we have more pieces than you do-and..."

...This is something she points out with a rather nervous swallow. "...Not only do you not have all of your pieces... ...but if the Count returns, what does that mean for you?"

She's still pretty worried about that actually. Maybe if they're lucky though, the fae will knock each other out when that happens (that's a dying wish, honestly).