A flicker of amusement crossed Karma's eyes as the boy got mad at her. She could tell he was upset by her presence, yet all she was doing right now was standing there confronting them.

Looking up at him, she crossed her arms. "If I thought you were weak, would I be making you as mad as you are now? No. If I thought you were weak, you'd already be dancing along like a good little puppet." Her voice was low and dangerous - her warning tone that if you messed with her, you would be seeing China very, very soon.

Her eyes turned towards the girl again, who mentioned help. Help... Hmm. She had been right after all, they were planning something.

Hairflip.