[ Hei watches her, making no move to assist, his stare unreadable. Her pacifist ideology would hold little weight for him; but then, he's past the point of holding life as sacred. In a world of realpolitik, one-ups and cutthroat tactics, it comes down to the survival of the fittest. ]
[ Kill your enemy before they kill you. ]
...What then? [ A detached curiosity, as he clips his mask back in place. He has no intention of filling his lungs with the stench. The mask itself is layered in a daub of citric salve to detract from the reek. Old tricks learnt on the battlefield never go to waste. ] Don't tell me you're planning to wait until midnight.
Action;
[ Kill your enemy before they kill you. ]
...What then? [ A detached curiosity, as he clips his mask back in place. He has no intention of filling his lungs with the stench. The mask itself is layered in a daub of citric salve to detract from the reek. Old tricks learnt on the battlefield never go to waste. ] Don't tell me you're planning to wait until midnight.