Lightning wasn't a people person. But she was guardian corps, even after she quit, and she knew restrained violence when it entered a situation. She kept her body relaxed, half-leaning against the side of the cabin. One leg tucked beneath her, tangled in her blanket. She could get a spell off faster than almost anyone, but she'd seen him in action. She'd... been him, in action. Apparently. But she was confident they'd at least be stalemated.

And then the moment passed. The danger banked, for now. She let out a breath, and raised one eyebrow. "He looked like a real asshole," she offered. "What'd you see?"