[Oh, it definitely got a reaction. Barely seconds pass after Eva uttered that name when she will feel a strong grip to her arm. The feeling that her arm could break at any moment is intentional. He attempts to bring her down, closer to the ground to get his other hand around her neck.]
You will tell me who you are, or I'll rip out your throat. [The crowd disperse in a panic, temperature falling dangerously low around the two of them. So low that frost and ice is forming. Who are they working for? Why do they know details not meant for other ears?]
no subject
You will tell me who you are, or I'll rip out your throat. [The crowd disperse in a panic, temperature falling dangerously low around the two of them. So low that frost and ice is forming. Who are they working for? Why do they know details not meant for other ears?]