Brayden snapped back to attention when Kyza barked at her. It was scary, nonetheless, but still she could look up at him from her little place on the floor and feel a bit of security. She slowly got back to her feet and pulled out her crowbar, far from ready but determined not to be killed nonetheless, her little body shaking frantically, despite her attempts at being brave enough to fight. "D-Do you think th-they'll b-be safe?" Brayden asked, not really wanting to believe they wouldn't be, as that would drag poor Brayden all over the walmart instead of being right next to her safe escape zone near the back door. However, Brayden heard the next shot, the deafening crash of noise from the gun that Robin fired off. She jumnps momentarilly, shaking a bit harder but trying desperately to keep her chest out and back straight with somewhat success, though nothing too impressive.