Arc seemed to be extremely prepared for situations such as the one that faced them today, but that doesn't mean that she didn't feel at least a bit uneasy at the possibility of running into a handful of unfriendly, and unwelcome guests. As they stepped out of the plane, Arc explaining in deep detail the precautions he took to ensure that situations like these were handled as soon as they could be, she felt the heat of the sun beating down on her. The chill from the previous night had faded, and they day only grew hotter as the sun rose to its peak in the sky. She wasn't scared of what could happen, she could easily take care of herself and she had Arc as well, she just preferred to avoid a fight.<br/><br/>She followed Arc through the trenches and up a slightly untrustworthy ladder, climbing to the top level of his makeshift look out. Though, she was impressed of the quality of his hiding spot as it seemed he had built it completely alone. As he pointed to and explained the pairs of giant binoculars, the types that you would see at the top of tourist attractions, she ran her hand across the top of one of the sleek black machines. They were in surprisingly good shape, she wasn't entirely sure how he managed to get them all the way out from into the Wilds.<br/><br/>As she looked through the machines, trying to find what could have possibly set off his radar, she felt him tap her arm. She swiveled her binoculars to her right, trying to see what Arc was motioning to before settling her eyes on a handful of people. She squinted, as if that would help her see better than she already could, and could have swore that she saw a kid with them. Her eyes flickered over the two armed individuals, and she felt empathy for them. They were trying to survive just as she and Arc were. She knew that they were coming too close for comfort, and she knew they needed to somehow turn the group around, but she didn't want to hurt them.<br/><br/>She pulled away from the machine as Arc spoke up again, watching as he fetched two guns from a chest, taking one of them in her hands. The edge to his voice made her furrow her eyebrows. She had seen him scared and threatened, but he was acting differently than he usually did in dangerous situations. She tried to push the thought back as he explained to her to make her shots count, her eyebrows raising. "Arc, I don't want to hurt them, they could just be looking for some shelter... you aren't going to hurt them, right? I could've sworn I saw a kid with them." She turned back to the group, able to faintly see the outline of their makeshift car. "Just... try to suggest that they turn around, we're out numbered and I've never killed anyone before... I don't plan to start today." Sweat dripped from her forehead as she waited for Arc's word, following his instructions exactly as he says.<br/><br/>She knew that they couldn't simply help them, and if one of them threatened her or Arc with violence then she would act accordingly, she would just prefer to avoid blood shed, if that was at all possible.