[He says nothing for the moment, merely turns away from her and steps to where he knows there's a table in the dark, and upon it a lamp. He lights it, giving them just enough of its warm orange glow to see by. He doesn't need to remain in the shadows, and there's no particular need to intimidate her.
The room, now that it's no longer dark, has a cot in one corner and several hard-backed chairs. It's dusty, but not dank with disuse, but it is obviously a place in which he doesn't spend much time.]
Yet you had no idea of the damage you could do with the Kryptonite.
[He doesn't sound angry. It's a statement, mildly said.]
action;
The room, now that it's no longer dark, has a cot in one corner and several hard-backed chairs. It's dusty, but not dank with disuse, but it is obviously a place in which he doesn't spend much time.]
Yet you had no idea of the damage you could do with the Kryptonite.
[He doesn't sound angry. It's a statement, mildly said.]