Yelena utters a low hiss of irritation as she's forced to readjust her grip on Katie, bringing her legs to bear to help control the shadow woman's unnervingly slick movements. Absently, she realizes that were anyone passing by, the tableau would be something between ridiculous and obscene.
She isn't convinced by Katie's claim - this strikes her more as an opportunistic bid to eliminate multiple hunters while she has the chance - but the words? Those are definitely distraction, meant to throw her off her game enough for Katie to throw her off entirely.
All right, then. She'll play. Let her think the gambit struck a nerve. The results might tell her something - and might help her stall long enough for Winter to finish fighting his own shadow demon.
Her grip tightens, and when she adjusts the flashlight's beam to let it fall more fully on Katie, she plays it across the shadow woman's face. "I wonder what it would do to your insides if I shoved this down your throat," she says, clipped and harsh.
cw: violence, gunshots, implied torture
She isn't convinced by Katie's claim - this strikes her more as an opportunistic bid to eliminate multiple hunters while she has the chance - but the words? Those are definitely distraction, meant to throw her off her game enough for Katie to throw her off entirely.
All right, then. She'll play. Let her think the gambit struck a nerve. The results might tell her something - and might help her stall long enough for Winter to finish fighting his own shadow demon.
Her grip tightens, and when she adjusts the flashlight's beam to let it fall more fully on Katie, she plays it across the shadow woman's face. "I wonder what it would do to your insides if I shoved this down your throat," she says, clipped and harsh.