[ FrostNova is militaryー she carries herself as such, with sharp posture and sharper eyes, which soften like morning snow when she's addressed. a slight, thin thing, compared to the bulk of the man who towers over her. ]

Nothing that's made me feel the need to move away from them.

[ translation: if there's a giant monster in there, it hasn't killed her yet. so. come at her, fate. try to get lucky.

that said: ] ..."The Baywatch tune", you said. [ careful, Dante. ] Sing it for me. [ uh ]