Ringer takes a shoulder to the back as she's working to hustle up the stairs, leading the small group of people to safer ground. She immediately responds by twisting and sending an elbow to the man's kidney. Her patience for egocentricity is low and for causing panic, it's even less. The stairs break out into a hallway not two steps above and she quickly follows the man who just shoved past her, allowing the others plenty of space to go the other direction and continue climbing.
"Go," she calls to them, not entirely convinced they're smart enough to continue on their own without prompting. Then her attention is on the man before her and she looks less than amused, though not exactly stern or angry. "No one wants to drown. You attacking people isn't helping."
o hay gurl hay. you come here often? c;
"Go," she calls to them, not entirely convinced they're smart enough to continue on their own without prompting. Then her attention is on the man before her and she looks less than amused, though not exactly stern or angry. "No one wants to drown. You attacking people isn't helping."