Eyes front, soldier. [ Lila's abrupt order and the tiny push against Dean's back, even as her eyes follow the woman, still carries that privileged and snappishly authoritative tone that she used with Tony, but there's an edge of nervousness creeping into it. Her plans have plans have plans and she can bullshit on the fly without batting an eyelash, but there is a point where her plans meet her utter apathy for her own well being and she's self-aware enough to know they've probably collided. Oops.
Although whose plan was it to send three inexperienced squires and a surly hunter to do this? Lila's not taking the blame for that, okay. Hopefully Eric and Tia don't get fired when they all inevitably die...
She blinks, turning back to glance at the Minotaur at the door, clearing her throat slightly to address him. (Bluff 32) ] Koshchey, party of four. [ A beat. ] And one of yours.
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Although whose plan was it to send three inexperienced squires and a surly hunter to do this? Lila's not taking the blame for that, okay. Hopefully Eric and Tia don't get fired when they all inevitably die...
She blinks, turning back to glance at the Minotaur at the door, clearing her throat slightly to address him. (Bluff 32) ] Koshchey, party of four. [ A beat. ] And one of yours.