Talon was… in all her time in the cages, Nat had never seen anyone fight like that. Ever. He moved like… well, certainly not the human his appearance would suggest anyway. Tall and broad shouldered, he was packed with lean muscle so she’d expected him to be powerful. He was a champion of the arena, so yeah, she’d known he could fight. But he turned it into an artform that was mesmerizing to watch as he turned and twisted, dancing between the Krynassis and dropping them one by one. By the time the klaxon went, he was standing over them, threatening them in that deep-as-sin voice that made her feel all sorts of things she certainly wasn’t happy feeling about the dangerous alien.
anyone Then he turned to her, his dark gaze dropping to her injured arm and she realized she’d completely forgott
