Payton seemed to ignore Jezin for the moment, as out of the corner of her eye, she watched as Bard opened up her special little 'gift'. She had seen his face a hundred times. The face of the panicked acting calm. As her eyes focused back on Jezin, she began to open her mouth before a bolt of lightning broke the air, followed by a quick and bloody drop of a body into the stone floor. Payton froze in place, all fun and warmth drained from her face, replaced with instead iron indifference. It was the same face she made anytime adrenaline coursed through her body like a stream. In a moment, her hands were shaking, now gripping Jezin's chest, as if in subtle fear. Payton was not fearful, however, she was confused. Confusion was more scary to her than any amount of fear could bring.