[ A smile and a nod. Feeling how stiff and panicked he was only a few seconds before, it was good to see him react. He was still with her. That was good. She could work with this. Lux gives him a reassuring smirk.
Let her be your light this time. She's good at that. ]
It's a rather rotten one if you ask me. Let's teach him a lesson.
[ His clothes, his posture, even his demeanor; Lux had met men like him before, and ready to give this arrogant apparition a piece of her mind, she opens her mouth to speak, before being quickly pushed back.
For a brief fleeing moment, she looks surprised, but quickly hides it away. Seeing the taller boy in the state he's in worries her, and she reaches out a hand, resting it on his before giving it a tight squeeze. She's here, friend, and she won't be going anywhere.
As for their rude guest, she stares him down coldly, her eyes glowing an intense, icy blue. She was certain there was nothing there to see with her Analyst Eyes, but perhaps she could see--or intimidate--whoever might be behind this. A god would have them prostrate. She was confident it was something else entirely.
Her voice is quiet, controlled, and poised. Commanding. She's had nearly eighteen years of practice dealing with nobles who were too big for their britches, and is rather done with this cave's shenanigans. ]
He's Jack Frost, my friend. [ She gave her hand another squeeze. ]And I don't care what you have to say. You threaten my friend, you threaten me, and I can assure you, you don't want to cross me.
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Let her be your light this time. She's good at that. ]
It's a rather rotten one if you ask me. Let's teach him a lesson.
[ His clothes, his posture, even his demeanor; Lux had met men like him before, and ready to give this arrogant apparition a piece of her mind, she opens her mouth to speak, before being quickly pushed back.
For a brief fleeing moment, she looks surprised, but quickly hides it away. Seeing the taller boy in the state he's in worries her, and she reaches out a hand, resting it on his before giving it a tight squeeze. She's here, friend, and she won't be going anywhere.
As for their rude guest, she stares him down coldly, her eyes glowing an intense, icy blue. She was certain there was nothing there to see with her Analyst Eyes, but perhaps she could see--or intimidate--whoever might be behind this. A god would have them prostrate. She was confident it was something else entirely.
Her voice is quiet, controlled, and poised. Commanding. She's had nearly eighteen years of practice dealing with nobles who were too big for their britches, and is rather done with this cave's shenanigans. ]
He's Jack Frost, my friend. [ She gave her hand another squeeze. ]And I don't care what you have to say. You threaten my friend, you threaten me, and I can assure you, you don't want to cross me.