Neona swallows, feeling a shiver and trying not to be too obvious about it. 
She’s a little on edge. Mickey’s chrome-silver eyes make him look inhumanly
cool, and his whole sneering attitude suggests that his only interest in her is 
what she’s got between her thighs. Dog Bite acts like he hates her, snapping and
snarling, growling at her, arguing over practically anything she says. Hammer’s
stone-cold and treats her like she’s utterly useless. Axle seems plain
suspicious. Dana’s the only one who behaves at all like a potential chum,
willing to let her strut her stuff. But just how much influence the mage has over the rest of the group
isn’t at all clear.