[She looks up at him, stance ready to move should the need arise but mostly just defiant. Vie was shorter, but it didn't bother her in the slightest. She was used to standing up to men, and beasts of larger stature. The placement of the mirror shard was carefully set that she could hold it in an instant. Otherwise, the young woman had knives and sharps concealed for potential use.]

Do you hear the tone in your voice, Tony? Protectiveness... or is it guilt. What, are you going to shake me too? I'm not afraid of you.