She snickered silently and broke the salute, allowing her illusion to morph back into the common form that it usually took. One eyebrow raised and she folded her arms. Look, she got that she was more flashy than Winter liked, but she liked to fight how she liked to fight, and she was a creature of habit.

She cocked her head, her eyebrow raised, one hand holding the omni, typing with her thumb.

Oh, I can take care of myself just fine.
What's all this about you worrying about my pretty little head?