[ The sizing up happens on both ends, her eyes trained and quick. Jane isn't new to this game, and doesn't soften at his smile. She's not a fan of what she sees, doesn't miss how he's practically at ease, sure of himself despite their circumstances. Ramsay already raised a red flag just for being an adult, someone physically big enough to pose a threat. Trust wasn't going to happen even if he had been sincere. ]
Yeah?
[ There's another blood-curdling scream. It fills the room despite coming from outside, almost as if it's trying to cut her off, but it's not what she's focused on. Instead, her eyes follow his hand as he stows his weapon, tense and wary as a stray. Good faith is something she ran dry on a long time ago; she's not about to do the same. ]
Maybe your ears don't work so well. [ She gestures to the door he just came through with a jut of her chin, shifting her grip on the club at her side. A gun would make this so much easier, but the holster belted to her hip is empty. It makes for less leverage on her side, and more risk. Jane knows it, and is hoping he doesn't. ]
strums guitar. i can tell that we are gonna b frands
Yeah?
[ There's another blood-curdling scream. It fills the room despite coming from outside, almost as if it's trying to cut her off, but it's not what she's focused on. Instead, her eyes follow his hand as he stows his weapon, tense and wary as a stray. Good faith is something she ran dry on a long time ago; she's not about to do the same. ]
Maybe your ears don't work so well. [ She gestures to the door he just came through with a jut of her chin, shifting her grip on the club at her side. A gun would make this so much easier, but the holster belted to her hip is empty. It makes for less leverage on her side, and more risk. Jane knows it, and is hoping he doesn't. ]
I said 'leave'.