[ The prospect of dinner that much sooner than later is that much more powerful a motivational tool when one's been working up an appetite and Lí most certainly has. What's more is that he said 'we,' which implies the possibility of keeping her present and good company through dinner and that sounds rather agreeable to her. After all, if one can't break bread with a person at whose side they've fought, who can one break bread with? No one, that's who and it would be good to get someone else's perspective on all of this. Suffice to say she's counting her luck as being on the fair side and that confidence of his? Oh, it's quite noted. ]
You're speaking my language.
[ She checks her grip on her dagger, mindful of the skittering and click-clack of claws across slick stone and her ally's movements. No sooner than he moves forward does another of the monsters attempt to rush them from the side and she moves swiftly to meet it, parrying sharp claws with a well-aimed slash and digging a boot into its chest so as to force it back. She doesn't give it time to recover, though. Rushing forward, she plants her dagger through the top of its skull and doesn't so much as flinch at the resulting splatter. The claw that grazed her shoulder might get a twitch, but it's there and gone for the adrenaline pumping.
Two down, but her ears betray at least two more as she's retrieving her dagger. She's quick enough, but finds herself dropping hard to avoid stepping into a pair of outstretched claws all the same. Trying to divide them? They're trying to divide them and she'll be performing a quick roll to draw herself into a crouch and closer to her ally's back. It's not the most comfortable thing to have to do with a bow at her back, but it's done all the same. ]
Come on, then. Come on...
[ And wouldn't you know that whisper would earn a hiss in response and it's nothing short of enraged. Trying to get them to reveal their hiding places and take a bit of risk? Why, yes. She is and she's listening for it, sparing her companion a glance. ]
sorry for the lateness!
You're speaking my language.
[ She checks her grip on her dagger, mindful of the skittering and click-clack of claws across slick stone and her ally's movements. No sooner than he moves forward does another of the monsters attempt to rush them from the side and she moves swiftly to meet it, parrying sharp claws with a well-aimed slash and digging a boot into its chest so as to force it back. She doesn't give it time to recover, though. Rushing forward, she plants her dagger through the top of its skull and doesn't so much as flinch at the resulting splatter. The claw that grazed her shoulder might get a twitch, but it's there and gone for the adrenaline pumping.
Two down, but her ears betray at least two more as she's retrieving her dagger. She's quick enough, but finds herself dropping hard to avoid stepping into a pair of outstretched claws all the same. Trying to divide them? They're trying to divide them and she'll be performing a quick roll to draw herself into a crouch and closer to her ally's back. It's not the most comfortable thing to have to do with a bow at her back, but it's done all the same. ]
Come on, then. Come on...
[ And wouldn't you know that whisper would earn a hiss in response and it's nothing short of enraged. Trying to get them to reveal their hiding places and take a bit of risk? Why, yes. She is and she's listening for it, sparing her companion a glance. ]