If anything, their expression - the flicker of deep annoyance, the tensing shift of their jaw - spoke to someone who was ready for this to turn into a confrontation, one way or another. They closed out the hard light screen on the CL-10 and clipped it back at their hip.

Despite the clear provocation of the smile, though, they didn't move or raise their voice. Instead they focused their blank but decidedly annoyed anyway gaze right over her head and said, "Is that an official request in your capacity as security?"