[He knows how battle-honed she is, how sharp her reflexes can be, how quick she's able to adapt to sudden changes in a dire situation. He's already witnessed it personally under heavy pressure.
Yet there's no resistance whatsoever at his sudden turning outburst. If he so much as attempted the least bit seriously to get her off her feet, he'll manage to shake and lift her like a rag doll no problem. She's really not that heavy. That burning mess flaring behind his blue eyes is also met with the collected coolness of hers. ...To no one's surprise either, no doubt.
He really is not fooling anyone at all.
Honestly, even his murderous intent lacks edge. It's fueled by desperation and loss of purpose, no matter how much he tells himself he came down here for some actual justified reason. They're factors she's only too familiar with as well, and even then there's an efficient and inefficient way of channeling hopelessness into a false drive that'll keep one moving no matter what. ...He falls into the latter. With such hollow hatred and anger - toppled by fear seeping in like acid that threatened even now to corrode and collapse the tough show that he's attempting to put on, how can he hope to scare or intimidate her with any of this at all?
No, she's not going anywhere. Her hands are empty and no magic circuit in her body is active. If he wants to use more force, then so be it. This isn't a taunt or a challenge for him to try. There just really isn't anything going on right now that she needs to 'defend' against - not from him, at least. And even if he does, he should also already know that any warning or threat, verbal or physical, won't convince her any more effectively to go back - and leave him behind.
So lowering her eyelids slightly without moving her head or breaking eye contact, she gives a tiny shake of her head.
No.
Cain still left her with many questions, but she'd like to think that she can say at least this much with confidence: if the boy had a say in this now, he wouldn't want his brother to snap futilely and destroy himself.
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Yet there's no resistance whatsoever at his sudden turning outburst. If he so much as attempted the least bit seriously to get her off her feet, he'll manage to shake and lift her like a rag doll no problem. She's really not that heavy. That burning mess flaring behind his blue eyes is also met with the collected coolness of hers. ...To no one's surprise either, no doubt.
He really is not fooling anyone at all.
Honestly, even his murderous intent lacks edge. It's fueled by desperation and loss of purpose, no matter how much he tells himself he came down here for some actual justified reason. They're factors she's only too familiar with as well, and even then there's an efficient and inefficient way of channeling hopelessness into a false drive that'll keep one moving no matter what. ...He falls into the latter. With such hollow hatred and anger - toppled by fear seeping in like acid that threatened even now to corrode and collapse the tough show that he's attempting to put on, how can he hope to scare or intimidate her with any of this at all?
No, she's not going anywhere. Her hands are empty and no magic circuit in her body is active. If he wants to use more force, then so be it. This isn't a taunt or a challenge for him to try. There just really isn't anything going on right now that she needs to 'defend' against - not from him, at least. And even if he does, he should also already know that any warning or threat, verbal or physical, won't convince her any more effectively to go back - and leave him behind.
So lowering her eyelids slightly without moving her head or breaking eye contact, she gives a tiny shake of her head.
No.
Cain still left her with many questions, but she'd like to think that she can say at least this much with confidence: if the boy had a say in this now, he wouldn't want his brother to snap futilely and destroy himself.
So she's not going to let him.
That's... all.]