Fast on her feet as Elsa was, she tugged Alex to her holding him as an arrowhead pointed to his throat as she took a look at Alex seeing his anger clear in his eyes. "If you have something ill to say, do so. I do not react well around angry atmospheres." She growls softly an animalistic one that warned that she was on the precipice of losing her temper. It was usually the only warning one had, if they were lucky enough to get one from the hot tempered woman who didn't dwell with people for this reason. They kept their emotions and she hated to be so closed off. If she wanted to tear something to pieces, she would then and there. If she had the urge to play and laugh like a child, she did. Her eyes which had been up to then at least friendly lost all kindness to them looking all the world like a sea before a violent storm.