Sierra shrugged as weapons were pointed toward- then away from her as she confirmed that Wacko had been stopped at the door. Finding safety in that she began her suggestions. "My appologies. The sand eats through most things, some metals, wood, paint goes almost instantly." she noted, pretending she lived here. "On that note, you would have passed signs I had set up a week ago. Sadly, they have been withered down to nubs that used to be aluminum rods." she smiled, stepping curiously toward Bonnie and Sean, smiling as he disarmed her. Her presence was known, now she would show her intents, "Mmmm, looks pretty bad there." she smiled. "I could help.... But you might not like it. It is a safer- and a bit of a better alternative then someone playing Amateur Surgeon on your kneecap." she finished, crossing her arms.