Kitty's been trying to keep her mouth shut, quite aware that she could easily get chucked from the room over her lack of Inquisition-given authority or whatever. But, honestly, she can't help but speak here, the words boiling over out of frustration and anger -

"Or maybe we can try to think of solutions that don't involve murdering our own comrades in arms?" She glares around at all the guilty parties here - Lakshmi included. "Honestly, it's a wonder there's still an Inquisition to speak of, if everyone's go-to when there's a problem is deciding whether to burn or poison the person beside you."