"Guess who!" she felt someone's hands covering her eyes and she stiffened for a split of a second. Then her reflexes and experience worked on its own. She caught the person's wrists, twisted, turned, and a moment later she had squirming Toussaint in front of her, in the steel grip of her chokehold.
"What the…" she choked, and Aria released her instantly. She swallowed, trying to control herself again. Her heart was racing, she heard quiet ringing in her ears.
"I'm, uhm… sorry. I didn't mean to… do that." She stated after a while, giving her partner a side glance. "Are you okay?"
"You almost broke my wrist, but all in all I'm all right." She admitted, rubbing mentioned part. "What was that, anyway?"
"Let's call it an old habit."
"And?"
