The "greenie" freezes in her tracks as Tzahala brings a sudden burst of pressure down onto her shoulders, and when the SMG comes up the woman's hands go right up into the air. On the one hand, she seems very, very afraid of her own mortality all of a sudden... but on the other hand, she also seems like she'd known this would happen, eventually.<br/><br/>"Ah well... I was hoping I'd be able to make them think they'd gotten everything. Just my luck I'd get partnered with someone prone to the heebie jeebies..."<br/><br/>The woman gives Tzahala a ginger, nervous smile... and begins to hum under her breath once more. It's a strange, syncopated tune... but it does its job, because as she continues to hum the metal in Tzahala's hands (and the metal of her legs) begins to pick up heat, going from cool to room temp to hot very, very quickly...<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button"> Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body">Save per Offsite discussion.</div></div>