[Oh, Roxas. Little did you know she wouldn't have worried about your permission. Although whether she would actually hit him or not, well. That was yet to be decided. She wasn't violent without rhyme or reason, to say the least. And even then, well...
She folded her arms and squared herself firmly. At least at first. But at his second comment, she spun around with eyes open wide, color drained from her face.]
Weeks? [The anger was lost from her voice, replaced with fear.] Just-- Just who did he instigate? [With how easy going her life had been there for the most part, she almost forgot about the dangers there.]