i'm skin and bone
just a king on a rusty throne
"Good 'cause I don' like games." She spat back at his threat, eyes narrowing sharply. She was being brazen by this point. Maybe she felt emboldened by the security of the Pookastone Scowle around her or maybe it was plain stupidity. With her it would, undoubtedly, be hard to tell.
The voice of someone all too familiar broke the brief silence. Her smile faded but she did not budge on her position, still staring down the loner like she was getting paid to do it. While she was sure she'd be full of apologies for Morganna and Celandine later the girl knew she had to finish this here first. She had started it after all.