[ There is some sense of relief in him when Lakshmi finally relents. Not so much out of sympathy for the man under her heel, because well, he'd deserved that, hadn't he, and she could be doing so much worse -- but for the same reason he holds back, why he's trying to get Tucker to hold back, Miles and the rest. It would only reflect poorly on them, the same way this reflects poorly on Dorca and Vorvolk's men. Not to mention, Piotr would hardly be pleased.
Any further and the men in front of him did seem like they'd be ready to pick a fight, anyway, if not with Lakshmi then with Wash himself. A small part of him might almost be disappointed, because by god is he itching for an excuse for a fight, for just one person to push a little too far and give him a fucking excuse to break an arm or two.
But Lakshmi pulls away, turns to look at him as if nothing happened, and that helps him make the decision, his own stance easing. He doesn't put away the knife, spinning it idly in his hand as he casts a glance back at the man scrambling and crawling towards his friends, watching as the soldiers reluctantly draw back a little. ]
Sure. [ Turning back to her, now, gesturing with a tip of his head. ] Lead the way.
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Any further and the men in front of him did seem like they'd be ready to pick a fight, anyway, if not with Lakshmi then with Wash himself. A small part of him might almost be disappointed, because by god is he itching for an excuse for a fight, for just one person to push a little too far and give him a fucking excuse to break an arm or two.
But Lakshmi pulls away, turns to look at him as if nothing happened, and that helps him make the decision, his own stance easing. He doesn't put away the knife, spinning it idly in his hand as he casts a glance back at the man scrambling and crawling towards his friends, watching as the soldiers reluctantly draw back a little. ]
Sure. [ Turning back to her, now, gesturing with a tip of his head. ] Lead the way.