Ocean's Breath Plateau until his feet bleed and

The slight raising of his hackles did not go unnoticed by Speedy, but she wasn't alarmed or surprised. It was not the first time he had bristled at her words, at least figuratively anyway, so to see him actually bristle now did not curb her curiosity even slightly. When he further discussed his leadership/not leadership idea, she shrugged and replied, Alright. I guess that's your trail to blaze. He seemed set on his plan, so who was she to discourage him; even if she thought it was a bad idea. 

His metaphor was...intriguing? Or, alarming maybe? Speedy quirked and eyebrow and said, And I suppose you think I'm the canary in this situation? She was pretty sure she knew the answer to that question. He was the dark mysterious one, and she was the young, somewhat naive girl. She didn't necessarily think him to be the canary either; obviously he would win a fight between them, but she didn't think of herself as the prey either. What she lacked in brute strength, she more than made up for in other areas.