The scents were shifting, or at least Damian's was. Jason had been pretty consistent. His pulse hadn't sped up. He was relaxed and it made her watch him more carefully. She didn't hide the shift in the way she looked at him. It was a subtle cant of the head as they continued to talk.
Laura had nothing to contribute to the conversation. She'd just happened by when she saw the ninjas attack the boy. She had just decided to lend a hand. She didn't present her protectiveness verbally, so she continued to stay silent. It was the child's problems. He would explain if he felt the need to explain.