Evangeline all but ignores Bret's words, her mind solely focused on the threat before her. Without even looking at him she replies to his statement and actions.
This stopped being about Vixen a long time ago. She can't be trusted. She looks like one of Vixen's kind but she doesn't live like one.
If you actually cared about Vixen you'd not be trying to take her away from us.
Her gaze locked on Sev, she continues speaking.
You are here to conduct your business. I shall now conduct mine.
That suit you're wearing, it's bulletproof, isn't it?
Maintaining her cold, unfeeling glare, she utters one final thing.
Fumika.
There is a bright, awful flash in the background, followed instantly later by a deep, overwhelming thud felt in Sev's chest again followed immediately by a surging barrage of intense pain. The suit, of course, is designed to stop a mortal wound, however, a thirty aught six to the gut is not something one can just walk off.