Wait, had she noticed? She has to tamp down on the urge to kick the Gilded Mark in the shin, but she can't stop herself from growling at at her. "If you knew--"

No. Take in a deep breath. She could do this. She might be lazy, but she was ultimately competent. She just had to keep her temper. "My medallion. I don't have it," she answers the Incandescence, looking to her and meeting her gaze. It isn't defiance, simply a matter of accepting that she screwed up. She should have noticed before it got this far. Though, really, what did that medallion look like? She can't remember it clearly.