[While she is distracted with Ken, Harley makes a pretty amateur mistake and puts her back to Lalli. The bakeneko is on her faster than she'd given him credit for, but then Ken interferes and the whole thing goes balls up.

He shoves her, knocking her from what would have been Lalli's path, but his claws manage to score a slash across her shoulders, cutting through fabric and the flesh beneath.

Stumbling, Harley goes one knee down in the glass, exhaling in a soft hiss as the sensitive skin responds by welcoming the glass and bleeding. She braces against the wall, that smirk never fully leaving as she rounds so all three are in front of her. Though she responds to Ken, her smiling gaze returns to Lalli as she shifts her weight, digging the toes of her bad leg in against the floor.]

I'm just tryin' ta make nice... friends make sure their friends are always smilin'. I figure he'll smile easier... [She lifts the bloody glass shard, still gripped in her hand, and lifts it to point at Lalli.] ...if I give him a second, wider one a few inches lower. [And she lifts the shard and motions across her own throat, still smiling.] S'what friends do, ya know?

[Her gaze hardens, though her posture still remains tension free and that smile remains ever present.]

It'll only take'a sec... won't lose much time at all... Then we can go back ta run in' errands for the Rabbit.