( it might have been a quick death, had he decided that way, it might have ended quickly — or she could have reacted soon enough and turned the tables. there is no telling, in moments like this, who has the upper hand. is he running away or leading her on a chase? is she straining to keep up, or setting the tempo now?
there is no telling, though the open door is an indication as to what he thinks. she can't help but admire his confidence — can't help, at the same time, hoping that it will lead to some mistake, some flaw. confidence can be your greatest strength, and it can backfire. eve spents a split-second of time hoping (not praying, because she's never been religious) that it isn't over-confidence on her part, before she steps through the door, gun raised and her finger poised over the trigger, casing the room. )
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there is no telling, though the open door is an indication as to what he thinks. she can't help but admire his confidence — can't help, at the same time, hoping that it will lead to some mistake, some flaw. confidence can be your greatest strength, and it can backfire. eve spents a split-second of time hoping (not praying, because she's never been religious) that it isn't over-confidence on her part, before she steps through the door, gun raised and her finger poised over the trigger, casing the room. )