Hearing his voice she reached for her dagger until she saw the gun "depends, what is sane?" she asked him. She eyed him carefully, he didn't seem like others, well he spotted her for one when others over looked things. "How'd you catch me with out me seeing you first?" she asked him, shifting her weight and position carefully so he would not shoot. Standing now facing him with her hands in a surrender like positions at her sides, showing she'd fight if had to but wished to avoid it.