[ No comeback. Not this time, but a definite look of discomfort. Sam giving voice to one of the many fears she'd been desperately trying to bury.
Her hand brushes against her hip, wanting the reassurance of the weapon she'd foolishly left in her room. Rose cursing herself for the carelessness that could potentially be her undoing. Not that it really mattered, not in the one stop shop for pointy things, but having her stake gave her the illusion of invincibility that she could have used right about now. ]
How did you end up here anyway? [ Her weight shifting from one foot to another. Her eyes narrowing as she takes him in, her arms now folded across her chest. ] You don't exactly have that bad boy vibe.
[ You look more Captain America than Loki, Sam. If ya know... Rose knew who they were to make the reference. ]
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Her hand brushes against her hip, wanting the reassurance of the weapon she'd foolishly left in her room. Rose cursing herself for the carelessness that could potentially be her undoing. Not that it really mattered, not in the one stop shop for pointy things, but having her stake gave her the illusion of invincibility that she could have used right about now. ]
How did you end up here anyway? [ Her weight shifting from one foot to another. Her eyes narrowing as she takes him in, her arms now folded across her chest. ] You don't exactly have that bad boy vibe.
[ You look more Captain America than Loki, Sam. If ya know... Rose knew who they were to make the reference. ]