[Luckily, it doesn't look like the effect of the sword is needed. One, because this dude is clearly too drunk to even realize that there's no sword there, and two, because Norrington is tall and his body language is crystal clear. The man doesn't respond in English, instead in a heavily slurred French, but he's clearly not keen for a fight, because he just holds his hands up in the universal sign of "I surrender" and begins to toddle away.
Elle stays close to her rescuer, eyes still wide with surprise. This all happened pretty fast... She doesn't know who's more lucky that he intervened, her or the drunk guy. She wouldn't have wanted to hurt him, but...
... speaking of hurt, is this -- Is that -- ]
Oh my god, are you okay? [That's -- That's a lot of blood. That's... a lot of blood. Elle is fumbling for the pocket on her pack where she keeps her quick-access stimpaks even before she gets an answer.]
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Elle stays close to her rescuer, eyes still wide with surprise. This all happened pretty fast... She doesn't know who's more lucky that he intervened, her or the drunk guy. She wouldn't have wanted to hurt him, but...
... speaking of hurt, is this -- Is that -- ]
Oh my god, are you okay? [That's -- That's a lot of blood. That's... a lot of blood. Elle is fumbling for the pocket on her pack where she keeps her quick-access stimpaks even before she gets an answer.]