Athena takes a step back for every step forward he takes. When he says how he knew, how he found out, she tightens her overall grip on the weapon without tightening her finger on the trigger. Her finger isn't even on the trigger, now, seeing who it is. It's resting alongside the trigger, just the way he taught her.

"You have to leave." It's cold, but there's a sliver of desperation underneath. "You have to leave now. They'll kill you."