(Good thing is that she trusts Julian at least enough to not let that TK platform break, or else she'd definitely twist an ankle as the floor moves beneath them. This might constitute cheating, but she's sure neither would mind.

The spin is done with ease, she keeps her posture refined and nearly balletic, his lack of joints certainly make this much, much easier.

/Dip me/.)

Mhm. Murder. You, we, and the Empath had a little terroristic detour from current activities, that's all. You didn't do it, and I went no-contact. You're going to have to earn the rest of it.

(... Or see if Quentin tells him, because she let him take a little trip down her brain for it.)