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The cold press of metal against her thigh has Flora sipping in a surprised breath, though gods if the chill of the steel doesn't have ripples of heat rising from the blade. "And yet quick is really all I've seen from you, despite all the talk to say otherwise." And this is where had Flora known anything about Jack's actual reputation and not just the story she'd affixed to him in her mind, she might have chosen her words a bit more carefully. "Maybe there's not actually that much to handle—" And yes, here her eyes do dip down before rising again. "Who would have thought it be so easy to catch Captain Jack in a stalemate."
A stalemate was in almost any interpretation, a decisive victory on Flora's part even if at no point during this did she ever really have the upper hand. Or at least that's how she chose to see it, anyways.
A stalemate was in almost any interpretation, a decisive victory on Flora's part even if at no point during this did she ever really have the upper hand. Or at least that's how she chose to see it, anyways.
