[ In the moment, Jayce isn't afraid of her fixating on him - it's almost laughable when she barely seems to notice he's there at all as Viktor tries to get between them again.
Only the sudden force of her shove surprises him - even having seen how fast she is, and how hard her fists wailed against Viktor's metal form. He staggers back, catching himself on his good leg and moving to charge back in - then stops, setting his foot back down. The shift from menacing grin to threat has his blood running cold.
He doesn't move again - remaining a hostile spectator, albeit one with slumped shoulders and the sudden inability to make eye contact with anything but the dirt on the side of the road. ]
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Only the sudden force of her shove surprises him - even having seen how fast she is, and how hard her fists wailed against Viktor's metal form. He staggers back, catching himself on his good leg and moving to charge back in - then stops, setting his foot back down. The shift from menacing grin to threat has his blood running cold.
He doesn't move again - remaining a hostile spectator, albeit one with slumped shoulders and the sudden inability to make eye contact with anything but the dirt on the side of the road. ]