The tension between Genji and Reaper went right over Elphelt's floppy looking hat. But she also was clearly struggling with her own tension, dragging her way over to Genji despite having not even been touched during the brief battle. Miss Confire had disappeared to its hiding space in her dress once more, but her pistol was still in her hand, rattling in a steel grip.
The glow in her eyes was still present, War's influence still pushing at her notion of self. It was taking a good deal of effort on her part, at that time, to even remain aware of what was going on, why she was there.
"I am assuming you know the exit strategy," she spoke to Reaper, the tone of her voice almost robotic. "I can clear a path, if it is needed."
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The glow in her eyes was still present, War's influence still pushing at her notion of self. It was taking a good deal of effort on her part, at that time, to even remain aware of what was going on, why she was there.
"I am assuming you know the exit strategy," she spoke to Reaper, the tone of her voice almost robotic. "I can clear a path, if it is needed."