[ Annie inclines her head once more, hooking a thumb in the pocket of her hooded sweatshirt as she moves along with him. It offers a more casual, uncaring cast to her posture as she stalks along beside him which, in turn, somehow manages to soften her critical, roving gaze. Her focus settles on one person or another once in a while as she evaluates potential threats, but a significant portion of her attention never leaves Miles.
Though he is clearly little to no threat on a physical level, that does not mean he isn't outrageously dangerous all on his own. Her pale blue eyes are always cool, but they had brightened somewhat at the suggestion that he has gone as far as develop something of a plan. It could be a lie-- though she doesn't doubt she would make an appealing confederate in some scheme. That's satisfying, not to her ego but rather for the fact that she knows she needs some useful person. In a way, the non-answer gains some measure of approval from her though there is very little that escapes her carefully controlled mien when she has something approaching balance. ]
no subject
Though he is clearly little to no threat on a physical level, that does not mean he isn't outrageously dangerous all on his own. Her pale blue eyes are always cool, but they had brightened somewhat at the suggestion that he has gone as far as develop something of a plan. It could be a lie-- though she doesn't doubt she would make an appealing confederate in some scheme. That's satisfying, not to her ego but rather for the fact that she knows she needs some useful person. In a way, the non-answer gains some measure of approval from her though there is very little that escapes her carefully controlled mien when she has something approaching balance. ]