is this what HYPERVENTILATING feels like? she isn’t sure. but she is sure that there are no more bullets left in her clip and the desk she’s hidden behind is absolutely not going to do anything if he finds her. and ODDS ARE, he will find her. when you can’t shoot your way out of something, the next best thing is to try and talk your way out of it.
‘ this why they call you BABA YAGA? ‘
scalding hot barrel presses to the center of her skull. john is in tune with the terror she’s feeling, understanding then he’s got control over another person’s ability to make rational decisions. not that there’s a single choice that gets her out of this alive aside from the options john presents himself. which, by the way, wouldn’t be any calm thing to consider since he’s got no intention on wasting his breath on her just yet.
digit practically massaging the hair trigger, wick keeps her on edge & stays silent. at the question, he aims off to the right & puts a bullet in the head of a man shuffling on the floor. with the barrel even hotter now, he pushes it back against her pale skin.
he could have told her the truth. that this isn’t how he’s earned the nickname. that it’ll all get a whole lot worse before it gets better. for everyone involved, including john wick himself. but it’s clear that he wants something, given that she’s still alive. which means information. best she can do now, he wagers, is start talking until something he likes slips out.
