Jeanne
"It's here, oh whatever..." The competition had never been important in the first place. She shook her head jokingly, it was just an impulse she'd acted on to make him less stiff, although he wasn't really being subtle with where he was looking right now. "Did you get into a a fight recently? Cause you look quite roughened up." If he wanted to look so badly at her hips, she wouldn't stop him. Who was she kidding, she'd definitely tease him about
"You know, my shorts aren't gonna fall off just because you stare really hard Steaven~" She moved hands to the front like she was about to take them off herself, only to move her hand back just before and pulling one of the guns out of its holster. Jeanne then flipped it around so that the barrel was pointing towards her and held it out for him. "You were looking at this weren't you? The pistol looked massive, like it could blow someone's brains out easily.