Lust put a firm hand on Mikleo's shoulder to pull him back while she stepped forward, her slitted violet eyes narrowing. She didn't trust the situation either, though she'd been willing to pause just in case speaking with him truly did work. Foolish as it might seem, she'd witnessed the powerful influence that humanity could raise in another person.

But with people slashing and shooting at Garland while he was down, she doubted he was going to be doing much listening one way or the other.

She could see that Mikleo was preparing his Focus as well, so she didn't bother telling him to stay back. Instead she waited, fingertips stiff and arched. If this went south, she wouldn't waste any time casting Ultima.