The silver haired man had drawn his sword and from the looks of it, caused a little bit of harm to the other man before it disappeared, his focus turning towards her. “May I inform you that whatever the reason we were all brought here for, fighting amongst each other isn’t the smartest move? Whatever this Luthor man wants with us, it’s most likely going to involve working with each other if we want to get back home so I’d suggest you don’t cause a fight between you and your… acquaintance. Your fighting can be saved for when you return home.”
Both her and Corvo knew as well as they did that whenever there was fighting amongst a group that was brought together like this, it usually wasn’t the best idea. And it even seemed like the other man, the one with the big sword, didn’t wish to be anywhere near him. Of course even if he wanted to be alone, Falcon chose to go over to him and hug him and also hugged the other man, acting as if he knew the two.
Sighing, she looked back at Corvo. “That was eventful. I would be lying if I said part of me both missed this and didn’t miss this.”