[ Jane's expression sours reproachfully as Ramsay comes closer, but there's not a trace of surprise to be found on her face. Of course he's letting himself in. Of fucking course he is. Anything else would've just been too easy. She's almost tempted to flash him a smile of her own, equal parts bullshit, since he wants to play it this way. But he's not going to buy that act now, not unless he's stupid.
Unfortunately, he's not striking her as stupid.
Jane steps around a lineup of stoves to invade some of the space between them before he can, arms crossing stiffly. Her face isn't giving anything but irritation away, though she does briefly raise an eyebrow at his way of speaking. She's weighing her options now, which don't include palling up with bright eyes here. God damnit. If she had just been faster, less distracted by all the noises, she could have made it to the walk-in and out of here. ]
Not interested. [ She keeps it short, as unengaging of a rejection possible, but the rest of her is doing plenty of talking. Now that she's out in full view, the knife strapped to her thigh is visible, and it's no coincidence she crossed her arms with the arm gripping her makeshift club on top. ]
:^)
Unfortunately, he's not striking her as stupid.
Jane steps around a lineup of stoves to invade some of the space between them before he can, arms crossing stiffly. Her face isn't giving anything but irritation away, though she does briefly raise an eyebrow at his way of speaking. She's weighing her options now, which don't include palling up with bright eyes here. God damnit. If she had just been faster, less distracted by all the noises, she could have made it to the walk-in and out of here. ]
Not interested. [ She keeps it short, as unengaging of a rejection possible, but the rest of her is doing plenty of talking. Now that she's out in full view, the knife strapped to her thigh is visible, and it's no coincidence she crossed her arms with the arm gripping her makeshift club on top. ]