Yalanilue frowns. “That would be offensive and potentially lethal.”
Corona frowns in thought. “Hmm.. well we can either screw with their heads, or give them a taste of their own medicine. I’ve been listening to them for a while, and, if I’m being honest, I was using their schemes to figure out what you felt about me. We could do both... Henri is following your every move, so.. we can act like we’re..” She pauses and frowns. She looks over her shoulder. “Is it just me or does it feel like something’s just.. there?” She reaches her hand out.