heavy brows pinch together in thought as his gaze follows the girl, his gloved hands frozen in time as he follows the command even has his mind reels. if it wasn't for the gun in the other's hand, he may consider what the tool in his hand could do to ward off the would-be thief. he was a lot of things, but he wasn't stupid. so instead his attempts to think on his feet, assess the situation to the best of his ability. what was she here for? what would be the least dangerous for her to leave with? jayce's mind flips through his mental inventory as his gaze studies the blue haired girl, attempting to place her face. where had he seen her before? had he seen her before?
“ okay okay ... what do you want? ” he asks, flexing his hand slightly before tightening it around the wrench. / @expow
