Darcy heard the door click and instantly stood up from her leaning against the wall. Seeing the towering man above her, her snake hid her face behind her trainer's back. This man was definitely intimidating, but Darcy had her fair share of older people being intimidating to her. She was done with that from her parents, so she stood up tall, not taking her fearless, determined eyes off the man. Whatever fear she had when coming up here was just from anticipation and anxiety. When up against someone as intimidating as Guzma, her fear just melts and is then replaced by... Nothing. It isn't bravery, but more like nothing. No emotions. Just nothing. It kind of scared her at times, but she was used to it.
She only ripped her eyes off of Guzma when a grunt came in, obviously scared. Something was probably happening outside from what she could gather from her stutters and broken English from the fear. She looked over when Guzma got audibly irritated. She couldn't help but smirk when he got a kiss from his lady, and she shared eye contact with Atty when she mouthed out good luck. She looked up at Guzma, fear still gone and there was no chance of it coming back. She followed the slightly on edge leader, now not afraid of the heights and the wooden plank covered in glass. If she wasn't going to be afraid of the irritated leader, she wasn't going to be afraid of a little pathway that she'll have to get used to. She followed close behind Guzma, even though her short legs can't match his longer strides, she still found herself able to catch up with the man, going through the windowsill at the other end after him.
She only ripped her eyes off of Guzma when a grunt came in, obviously scared. Something was probably happening outside from what she could gather from her stutters and broken English from the fear. She looked over when Guzma got audibly irritated. She couldn't help but smirk when he got a kiss from his lady, and she shared eye contact with Atty when she mouthed out good luck. She looked up at Guzma, fear still gone and there was no chance of it coming back. She followed the slightly on edge leader, now not afraid of the heights and the wooden plank covered in glass. If she wasn't going to be afraid of the irritated leader, she wasn't going to be afraid of a little pathway that she'll have to get used to. She followed close behind Guzma, even though her short legs can't match his longer strides, she still found herself able to catch up with the man, going through the windowsill at the other end after him.