[ He's watching her. Lex can feel it, the warmth of his gaze and the faint distraction in his movements right after. What he's looking at, looking for, she doesn't know; isn't sure she cares, really. Maybe Eren's just looking to look, and the idea makes something delighted and happy bubble up in her, starting from her stomach and spreading.
Creepy laughter is not what Lex had been expecting out in the Wilde, and it detracts from the pleased feeling. It makes her scowl, makes one taloned hand carefully close around one of her guns. Dogmeat huffs at her side, sniffing; if he can scent anything more than the pair of them, he gives no indication and stays close. ]
If that's a person, it's a deranged one, [ she grumbles, pulling her shotgun out a little more. Whatever it is, they're out in the Wilde to keep people safe; they have to check it out. She nods back to Eren, then starts forward, taking the lead if only because she doesn't want to accidentally shoot him. (She doesn't think it would do very much to him, thanks to his scales, but she doesn't want to take that risk.)
The bits of growth, burned and trampled, leave just enough for something to hide behind. The laughter gets louder, reminds them that they're going the right way. Dogmeat growls, and Lex sees something move. ]
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Creepy laughter is not what Lex had been expecting out in the Wilde, and it detracts from the pleased feeling. It makes her scowl, makes one taloned hand carefully close around one of her guns. Dogmeat huffs at her side, sniffing; if he can scent anything more than the pair of them, he gives no indication and stays close. ]
If that's a person, it's a deranged one, [ she grumbles, pulling her shotgun out a little more. Whatever it is, they're out in the Wilde to keep people safe; they have to check it out. She nods back to Eren, then starts forward, taking the lead if only because she doesn't want to accidentally shoot him. (She doesn't think it would do very much to him, thanks to his scales, but she doesn't want to take that risk.)
The bits of growth, burned and trampled, leave just enough for something to hide behind. The laughter gets louder, reminds them that they're going the right way. Dogmeat growls, and Lex sees something move. ]
What the fuck is that?