[No worries, Vision. Rayla would only kill someone if she was bound by a magical contract... and, even then, not so much.]

Oh, yeah... that's fer sure... [She rolled her eyes a little, almost in amusement, but sobered up again at his question. She glanced around the room.]

It's a little nerve-wrackin'? But... [And she straightened up, pushing away that moment of vulnerability.] I'm alright. I'm a Moonshadow elf. I can handle this.