[She tells Will as she moves past him and into the room, her own personal handgun already held at the ready. Dubious word choice aside, her tone is neither angry or dismissive: she wants him to hang back because she's concerned about him inadvertently being hurt if this goes south, not because she's concerned he'll mess up her game.
As soon as she's in, she tenses immediately. She can't help it. Active combat zones are a piece of cake, but her brain would be throwing up alarm bells even if he'd presented her with a peaceful meadow scene.
But tenseness or not, mental screaming about how wrong this is or not, she's able to level her gun smoothly, aiming and firing at the knee of the first target that pops up.]
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[She tells Will as she moves past him and into the room, her own personal handgun already held at the ready. Dubious word choice aside, her tone is neither angry or dismissive: she wants him to hang back because she's concerned about him inadvertently being hurt if this goes south, not because she's concerned he'll mess up her game.
As soon as she's in, she tenses immediately. She can't help it. Active combat zones are a piece of cake, but her brain would be throwing up alarm bells even if he'd presented her with a peaceful meadow scene.
But tenseness or not, mental screaming about how wrong this is or not, she's able to level her gun smoothly, aiming and firing at the knee of the first target that pops up.]