<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/65Y8ZMV.png)<br/><div align="center">Lazzar</div></div>Lazzar rested the weight of her head on top of little snek's hair. She continued the hug while a duel began. Everyone seemed on the edge, ready to offer Smikey help or to outright step in. "Hah, you worry waaaay too much. Smikey has this handled, easy. Just watch. Kitty is gonna get her ass whooped hard. Then, then... Hehee..." Lazzar licked her lips. The Atari kitty (whatever that place was) had given her a good handling. Leaving that favor unpaid just would not do. She could nearly taste the kitty already.<br/><br/>They watched him fumble in a manner unconventionally embarrassing for the captain. Lazzar winced with cringe, trying to suppress the chuckle at how ridiculous he looked. Oookay. Maybe the other's weren't that far off course with their worries. It probably wouldn't. It should not. But, if the worst came to worst they would have to step in. A volleyball sized little red globe of light rolled to hover by Lazzar's hand, circling her. She slipped a foot beneath one leg of Sephia's chair so she could flip her out of harm's way quick if needed.