[It's a plan. Not a great one, but there's an understanding brewing in her that his idea of a mixer might have made them too angry to quell by slow movements alone. She doesn't move yet, outside of the slight nod she offers in agreement, and mentally calculates the seconds it would take to flip her phone open to summon help.
A few fireflies are nothing and while she hopes they calm with their joined departure, there isn't the slightest bit of fear in her eyes.]
Okay, you'll look out for me, won't you?
[There's a teasing slant to her voice-an attempt to lighten the mood in the midst of a moderately?? dangerous dream situation.]
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A few fireflies are nothing and while she hopes they calm with their joined departure, there isn't the slightest bit of fear in her eyes.]
Okay, you'll look out for me, won't you?
[There's a teasing slant to her voice-an attempt to lighten the mood in the midst of a moderately?? dangerous dream situation.]