[ There's just a slight turn of her head when he addresses her, enough for Shaye to have him in her sights. The scrutiny isn't something she misses, not at all; for her part, she doesn't even acknowledge it but for the faintest pause where her hand is roaming, as if to say she's well aware what it looks like. She doesn't want to attract any more attention than his, frankly. Her thumb runs along the slip of stone, producing only smooth edges and disappointment.
To bend down and pick up a stone would immediately cause trouble. She can't risk going that far. But there has to be some kind of jagged edge somewhere for her to try, dammit. ]
Do you think it's only meant to intimidate us, then? [ Quieter still, she adds: ] Or do you think there's substance behind it?
[ They're armed; whatever manner of whip they're using must be ensorcelled. They have the means cause drastic harm if they so wish. But they've shown no cause to harm further than is necessary. Why? ]
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To bend down and pick up a stone would immediately cause trouble. She can't risk going that far. But there has to be some kind of jagged edge somewhere for her to try, dammit. ]
Do you think it's only meant to intimidate us, then? [ Quieter still, she adds: ] Or do you think there's substance behind it?
[ They're armed; whatever manner of whip they're using must be ensorcelled. They have the means cause drastic harm if they so wish. But they've shown no cause to harm further than is necessary. Why? ]