Haya glares at him and her eyes glowed with a faint power. She looks at him. "Fuck you." she says sharply. Even if he fired that gun the bullet would never find its way into her. She growls and looks at him. "If you are waiting for the detective...he can't come until I lower the barrier. How the hell you got in when it is made to keep assholes like you out...I have not the faintest idea." she hisses. Glaring at him and scoots back as he stared at her thighs. "no. I am not doing anything with you." she says defiently. Staring at him. If he touched her, her powers might be not as effective. She never allowed others close so she didn't know. She narrows her eyes and starts to lower the barrier. This process could be halted by a startlement.