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The woman spoke that she thought that it was supposed to mean something to him, though she stuttered a bit, or he took her starting 'uh' to mean that perhaps his blunt question had taken her off guard. She almost seemed unsure of him, though this was nothing remotely new to the Ostrega. His confrontational skills were outstanding (and not in a good way, most days) and he had a knack for making others unsure of him in general. She then went on to explain that when she first joined her pack that, apparently, Swiftcurrent Creek and The Sunspire were enemies. If Jace had been a leader at the time too, that didn't particularly surprise Sumayl a whole lot. From the Ostrega's perspective it made sense that Jace had enemies but that was probably because Sumayl and him didn't seem to get along on any sort of level. “Well I guess it's not important because the Beta didn't bother to tell me that when I joined,” Sumayl spoke with a shrug, not really minding that he was throwing Jace under the proverbial bus. After all, the Ostrega was sure that Jace had thrown him under the bus by tattling to the alpha about his behavior towards the Beta. An eye for an eye or something like that. Of course, Sumayl was left to assume that Ame wasn't overly concerned about it for the ebony alpha female hadn't singled him out to reprimand him about it...yet.

“I don't know anyone by the name of Ferdie. Never even heard of him,” So obviously, who ever he was, again, he wasn't very important to Sumayl. Though Suma got the feeling that there was much Jace hadn't bothered to tell him the two times they had met, being as it seemed to the Ostrega, more interested in bickering and attempting to throw his position of power in Suma's face. “You mean Jace?” Sumayl asked, figuring that it had to be who she was inquiring about. A soft snort left the Ostrega's black, leathery nostrils but he did not speak immediately. Just because he disliked Jace's abuse of power and belief that everyone had to confirm to his perfect ideal or they were wrong, didn't mean that he was going to necessarily bad-mouth him in front of this stranger. Their quarrel with one another was personal, and frankly, none of this woman's business. There was so much that Sumayl did not agree with Jace upon but he wasn't going to go out of his way to disrespect Jace like that, because as much as Sumayl wished it to be other wise, he was Jace's subordinate, and Jace, also, as if whatever deity that ruled above already didn't have a massive sense of cynical humor, happened to be the brother of a woman that Sumayl was growing to care for. There was the omnipresent feeling that if he hoped to have any type of future with Vienna that Jace's approval was likely going to be a major player in the game.

Sumayl, currently, didn't know Jace well enough to have anything nice to say about him and wondered if he should respond to it at all. “I'm still too new to have any sort of personal opinion about him.” It wasn't exactly the truth, but she didn't know that and Sumayl had no qualms about being a little deceitful to make sure that he didn't appear disrespectful to Jace towards a stranger that, supposedly, was something of a rival.