It had been a while since Q'uila had worked with a Monk who wasn't Lyse, but, as the Garlean machine trained it's missile target on the both of them, she couldn't help but let out a laugh as neither of them moved out of the way.

It was always good to work with a fighter who also understood the importance of maintaining chains and correct positions when fighting, even if it did make the healer shit themselves.

"Stacks or death." She quipped, only partially serious.