At the glare from Jynx, darion let the grin disappear from his face into a neutral state.  but his eyes filled with the look of a killer, and not one like herself who had killed to survive, but of someone who was trained to kill others.  it was the part of his job he was actually really good at with his rifles.  all the muscles under his armor tightened and got ready for action on instinct, ready to snap out and strike.  and when looking at Jynx, just the look of her, a square hit by his muscles could break her.  he was sure she was tougher than that to survive, but a hit from him would definitely hurt.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>