Lorna slowly lets down her hands. Not letting down her guard, but the way this guy moves reminds her of Thunderbird. Big, but light on his feet. Military? She swallows. Nods, then remembers he can't see her. Waves her hand, and a small, candy-striped table-lamp flickers to life. ]
Sorry. [ She crosses her arms, gives a rueful shrug. ] I'm not - [ dangerous? But that would be a lie. ] I'm new.
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Or it could just... Not be a threat at all.
Lorna slowly lets down her hands. Not letting down her guard, but the way this guy moves reminds her of Thunderbird. Big, but light on his feet. Military? She swallows. Nods, then remembers he can't see her. Waves her hand, and a small, candy-striped table-lamp flickers to life. ]
Sorry. [ She crosses her arms, gives a rueful shrug. ] I'm not - [ dangerous? But that would be a lie. ] I'm new.