He lets her. As Five brings Strange's wrist up, she can see that it's covered in mirrored scratches. The scratches are short and shallow, like scratches of thorns from plants, covered in the same mirrored coating that Strange's eyes are. "A present from one of the fae," Strange simply explains, not really wanting to divulge more. Perhaps he'll tell Five the story eventually, when things have quieted down and nobody's life is on the line.
Though, when she looks back up at him with determination in her voice and fire in her eyes, Strange can't help but match Five's determined expression with a wry smile of his own. She's only just gotten here and she's willing to throw herself into the fray? Admirable.
"If you're good with electronics, you'll want to see Peridot. She's a short little green woman with a bit of an obnoxious voice. Breaking into places and stealing things, talk to Childermass. He's another tall Englishman, though he's more dour than I am and has feathers on his face. As for fighting...the supervisor who's in charge of the nightrunners, the fighting unit, has been kidnapped." Which is a problem in itself. It's a bit hard to strategize and see how someone fights when your main strategist is missing.
"I suppose I'll take his job then," Strange remarks, a bit of a confused frown on his face, as if he's just figured this out for the first time. Right, Lambert's gone. Someone's going to have to step up and coordinate things in his place. "How exactly can you fight?"
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Though, when she looks back up at him with determination in her voice and fire in her eyes, Strange can't help but match Five's determined expression with a wry smile of his own. She's only just gotten here and she's willing to throw herself into the fray? Admirable.
"If you're good with electronics, you'll want to see Peridot. She's a short little green woman with a bit of an obnoxious voice. Breaking into places and stealing things, talk to Childermass. He's another tall Englishman, though he's more dour than I am and has feathers on his face. As for fighting...the supervisor who's in charge of the nightrunners, the fighting unit, has been kidnapped." Which is a problem in itself. It's a bit hard to strategize and see how someone fights when your main strategist is missing.
"I suppose I'll take his job then," Strange remarks, a bit of a confused frown on his face, as if he's just figured this out for the first time. Right, Lambert's gone. Someone's going to have to step up and coordinate things in his place. "How exactly can you fight?"