Stephanie didn't scream, she didn't soil herself and she didn't instinctively attack Selene- such a thing would almost certainly be futile. She held her ground, glaring only a little. Her hands balled up into fists, both as a sign of how she felt about the immortal witch but also, to hide any visible signs of shaking. Not from Selene, no doubt, but from others.

"What are you doing here, Selene?" Stephanie asked pointedly.