[ He can hear their heartbeats — from this distance, it's faint, almost too faint to get a decent reading on, but there's the beat of adrenaline there. It's the anticipation of something, maybe getting the jump on someone — or hoping to anyway.
There are enough people in this motel who can't defend themselves, and he'd know, having been here for a few days now wandering the halls and the nearby streets like a prowler on the hunt for something: an excuse to hit something for all the frustration he feels being stranded here? Or bad guys, maybe? Hell, even justice, if he's being a little more self-indulgent and sentimental. ]
You can defend yourself if it comes down to it?
[ He can tell she's used to fusing with the dark as if she were nothing more than a shadow; if he had sight to rely on, he might even miss it. But he can hear better than most, and he'd heard her heart and the exhale of her breath when she moved towards him. That's no real indication as of yet of her fighting ability, however. ]
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[ He can hear their heartbeats — from this distance, it's faint, almost too faint to get a decent reading on, but there's the beat of adrenaline there. It's the anticipation of something, maybe getting the jump on someone — or hoping to anyway.
There are enough people in this motel who can't defend themselves, and he'd know, having been here for a few days now wandering the halls and the nearby streets like a prowler on the hunt for something: an excuse to hit something for all the frustration he feels being stranded here? Or bad guys, maybe? Hell, even justice, if he's being a little more self-indulgent and sentimental. ]
You can defend yourself if it comes down to it?
[ He can tell she's used to fusing with the dark as if she were nothing more than a shadow; if he had sight to rely on, he might even miss it. But he can hear better than most, and he'd heard her heart and the exhale of her breath when she moved towards him. That's no real indication as of yet of her fighting ability, however. ]