[ It's the way he looks down that catches her attention and makes her realize what's happening. She can feel the strain in her arms, the slight pressure on the healing bones as they shake in a way the human skeletal system isn't meant to. And she can feel the increase in vibration beneath them, the incident thankfully contained just to the porch they're standing on.

Daisy takes a deep breath, focusing on steadying her heartbeat, calming her body's reactions the way May had taught her all those years ago. And after a few seconds, the shaking stops and the bees in her bones quiet down just a little. But those emotions are still there, just more carefully tempered now. ]

They don't need to cross the line? Tell that to the thing that's coming to kill them. [ It's harsh, but so is everything about this place. ] This fight isn't just on you, so stop acting like it is. Maybe there are some people here who can't handle it, but you've got a pretty low estimation of them all if you think that applies to everyone.