Guan could see every version of the fight. In most of them, she got the first blow and managed to end him in a single flurry. In others though, he moved first and managed to rock her balance. In others still, he survived the first onslaught and offered her his own furious retort, while in the last ones, they were locked into an intense grapple. Each reality was a thrilling clash. Each possibility played out in her mind. Each would make her feel<em>alive!</em><br/><br/>...Then, Vera walked between them.<br/><br/>The tens, dozens, hundreds of simulations and possibilities shattered in her mind like a hammer taken to a pane of glass. All were replaced by the suddenly loud woman who all-but proclaimed herself the leader, and less-than-subtly implied she would kill either of them if they did not listen to her.<br/><br/>There was a moment of silence. Guan's stance maintained as she processed everything. It took her a few seconds, before finally she started...giggling? Guan's confidence broke into a mirthful, gleeful expression as she giggled and giggled. She'd been so surprised by the interjection that she was laughing. "<strong>I like you...You've got guts! You're not gonna leave me bored.</strong>" She suddenly moved the Sky-Piercer to her back, moving the blade so that it faced the sky and tied it to her over-the-shoulder sheathe. "<strong>Keep me entertained, and I'll play along. I'll even pretend like I believe that last line.</strong>"<br/><br/>She then walked after Ja'rok towards the Stables, still softly laughing as she moved. She was suddenly a lot more enthused at the prospect of hunting dire wolves, and clearing mines...She had interesting people around her, after all.