Jackdaw regarded the Varyx for a moment, craning her head just enough to meet Taerys's eyes with her own. Perhaps before her operation she might have concerned herself more about the standing feud between their races, but as it stood, the Varaxian's girl's spite was nothing more to her than an assertion of power. To her, while they were on the team, race was worth what it would buy you on the battlefield, and not a penny more. Maybe that's why she'd undergone the surgery? Humans were, in comparison to many races, quite weak. 

"I don't think things would change too drastically, Varus. If you kicked it, I'd gladly lead in your memory," Jackdaw said, turning her head fully to Taerys, There was challenge in her eyes, but it was contained, as if she wasn't directly addressing her. "Just as I'm sure Taerys would gladly [i]follow[/i]." 

Human, Varyx, Litharian, it didn't matter to her. She wasn't on the Argent Dawn to spark racial feuds just as much as she wasn't on it to resolve them. She had one goal; the top, and if Taerys presented any kind of obstacle, for any reason, Jackdaw was not going to back down from it.