And right when Claire had started to relax, breeze in her face and thoughts finally quieting down to a level that could be considered peaceful... it just had to be his voice that interrupted her, addressing her with a title that immediately made muscles throughout her body tense with wariness.

She looked over her shoulder slowly, eying the man across the distortion of her barrier with the suspicious, critical gaze of a woman well-used to spotting weapons on handlers who hadn't taught themselves to properly erase evidence of their existence. However, while her mind was quick to remind her that there was a slight possibility he'd already accomplished concealing the event's choice of weapons, it was a brief moment later that it finally seemed to recall that, technically, he had no reason to target her- they were supposed to be on the same team, after all.

Plus, 'stupid' was never a trait she'd considered him having, regardless of her generally low opinion of him. A fair amount of insanity might drive him to attempt something, yes, but surely it took very little to realize the retaliation that would result wouldn't exactly match the fact that the whole thing was supposed to be nothing more than a game.

Unless he meant to provoke her--

Her frown could be seen even in the scarce light reflecting off walls and barrier as she twisted to turn away again... and let the barrier down, with a slowly-released breath and quick act of concentration.

A test, perhaps? Regardless, she wasn't exactly intending to stay for much longer any more.