[ He's fast, and Yang would whistle, if she wasn't in the middle of combat. It's because she knows next to nothing about this guy, and because she doesn't know if her Semblance will act properly that she's allowing herself to be more cautious than she usually is. There's a small flare of white light, hardly noticeable to most people, but someone with his perception might catch it, shielding that part of her back-- shortly before Yang throws herself into a forward tumble, rolling back to her feet and sending one fist flying to fire off a shot. That was way too close, and she ought to be dismayed.
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... But no, she's still smiling. ]
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