[The second after her arrow pins the Zenith called John to the wall, Hayame has another one in between her knuckles, and in the next it's notched and aligned straight at the other Zenite in pursuit. Honestly, there is a moment when she recalls the debate and the combined irritation of every single insult and fantasized doubt she'd had to deal with without losing her temper and almost just fires from the grudge alone...
But she doesn't.
Her expression is somehow as cold as ice while her one eye remaining eye burns with rage. She stays silent, though, with her gaze constantly flicking between the Zenites, the one unharmonized (potential Zenite) amongst them, Manon, and Liem. She doesn't seem to care much for the blood or the pain experienced by the man pinned by her attack. Dextera she gestures closer with a short jerk of her head- he was a weakling in the mind but hopefully strong enough in a fight. At the very least, she doesn't want him to end up a hostage if things go south. Liem, she shares a meaningful look that probably means "use that same sense for lies on Manon" with, and the rest...
Is them all waiting at a standstill, waiting to hear what Manon has to say.]
no subject
But she doesn't.
Her expression is somehow as cold as ice while her one eye remaining eye burns with rage. She stays silent, though, with her gaze constantly flicking between the Zenites, the one unharmonized (potential Zenite) amongst them, Manon, and Liem. She doesn't seem to care much for the blood or the pain experienced by the man pinned by her attack. Dextera she gestures closer with a short jerk of her head- he was a weakling in the mind but hopefully strong enough in a fight. At the very least, she doesn't want him to end up a hostage if things go south. Liem, she shares a meaningful look that probably means "use that same sense for lies on Manon" with, and the rest...
Is them all waiting at a standstill, waiting to hear what Manon has to say.]