There was a little twist of her lips at the corner, a quirk that conveyed a certain level of disbelief. He could look unamused all he wanted – as far as Elia was concerned, the worst he could do was set her outside his trailer and close the door. "I'm pretty sure playing games is a distinct Djinn trait," she offered, coolly deadpan.
His next comment, however, lifted one of her brows. Distracting? That was almost a compliment, coming from Kennet. He played the role of all-powerful very well, so it was almost appealing to know that she was considered a distraction. Or a potential distraction. "Because no one gets hurt when you're micromanaging them? Things happen. Here, especially. You can't put this much insanity in one place and not expect a certain level of chaos to follow. People get hurt. And if they do and you aren't there to save them, maybe that's the will of something bigger than you."