Felix could feel Arkin's eyes on her. She wasn't sure what she thought about it, how she felt. She wasn't sure what to think about him. She couldn't help but bristle at Arkin's words, at how right he was that she was afraid of herself. She didn't want to know just in case it was the worst case scenario. She knew what she was capable of, and she knew she wasn't ready to hear she let things go wrong. And after all, if you aren't ready for the answer, don't ask the question.
"I'm not paralyzed," Felix protested, her lower lip jutting out a little.
When he held out his hand, though, she looked down at his palm for a moment before taking a deep breath and laying her hand on his. She lifted her eyes back up to his face. He had magnetic eyes.
She wasn't quite sure what he was about to do, but Felix was wholly focused on him. She hung on his words with eager anticipation. She still didn't know just how afraid of him she should be, but she'd at least decided she probably should be afraid, on some level. Elijah had never said much about Arkin, and his daughter Cassie had said pointedly less. But the man had been in jail for a reason. Was it really safe for him to be back out? Was he dangerous?
"Maybe it's actually you I'm afraid of," Felix suggested, faux-casually. Their respective criminal records suggested fearing him was a better option than fearing herself, anyway.