Cutting off the start of a look from Corde - that seemed to be offended at taking her honor as a warrior lightly - the teenager made a face of her own. Not quite a sneer, not quite a snarl, but certainly something that the Yecine would never allow a member of their family to use out in public.
Even if some of them used such faces freely behind closed doors. Or directly, around her, in the case of her father. Though she did not want to compare to him.
"We would be better served figuring out why they came here. And what we are going to do next, since their apparent leader had these."
Ondua's voice cut through the tension as he stepped forward. He'd never really needed to use it, but as a high ranking member of the Ironclad Order… not to mention being a Hero of the Last Before Last Descent… the brunette did keep Void Defense Society evidence submission boxes. Clear but airtight containers with sigils that were meant to squirrel away dangerous items.
