[ Yeah, so, confirmed; she can say some stuff and get into someone's head and make them do — whatever the fuck she wants in theory. In this case, obviously, she warned them and they were stupid and she wielded the equivalent of, he assumes, a weapon for her. If she has to use it. And she did, so.
It's clear to him she could have made this a whole lot worse if she wanted. Can't say he cares much about the guys and their well-being one way or another. They'll be fine or they won't.
He's watching it all unfold with a tense expression; personally, he doesn't feel anything like fear or even apprehension. Just — a cautious awareness, maybe, of how very much she's someone not to fuck around with. She can handle her shit, too, so when she touches his arm, he's not the type to argue about it. Doesn't feel compelled to run from her either.
All of this is...something. He glances at her, speaks low enough only to be heard by her. ]
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It's clear to him she could have made this a whole lot worse if she wanted. Can't say he cares much about the guys and their well-being one way or another. They'll be fine or they won't.
He's watching it all unfold with a tense expression; personally, he doesn't feel anything like fear or even apprehension. Just — a cautious awareness, maybe, of how very much she's someone not to fuck around with. She can handle her shit, too, so when she touches his arm, he's not the type to argue about it. Doesn't feel compelled to run from her either.
All of this is...something. He glances at her, speaks low enough only to be heard by her. ]
You're good?