Crash simply cocked an eyebrow at Scarlet, refusing to move. She was standing her ground and steeling her legs; she couldn't, woulnd't let herself fall victim to Scarlet again. Her breathing remained even and her yellow orbs remained unwavering as they gazed into Scarlet's. She noted that Scarlet was gradually inching closer, and though a brief bubble of suspense formed in her belly, she still gazed at her with those calm, determined eyes.
Crash glanced over briefly at Jet, who was gazing longingly at Camille. His daughter; not Scarlet's. You're not her mother. she thought with rage, gazing at Scarlet with determination.