โYou can keep your weapon down, Agent Kennedy. In this instance, our agencies are working toward the same objective.โ
Her gaze flicks to the gun, then returns to the D.S.O. agentโs face. She subtly angles herself, ready to move if Leon decides to turn this into a fire fight.
-@KUMIHOTACTICS-
Leon was wiping away blood from his hatchet when he felt himself being watched, immediately pulling out his custom SIG Sauer P320.
"Whoโs there? Iโm tired of people hiding when they want to talk to me."
Her own grip is practiced, a refusal to be caught unprepared. She would give him no reason to doubt her.
โWhat should I know about Harlem before I start asking questions?โ
โThank you for showing me around, Mr. Cage.โ
She doesnโt smile back, but gives Luke a firm nod. He seems kind. Too often, men use a crushing handshake to prove theyโre stronger than her.
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She holds his gaze without hesitation. Though sheโs nowhere near as tall as he is, the White Fox is not easily intimidated.
She offers him her hand.
โAmi Han. Good to meet you.โ