She was grabbed and pulled away from her bike. She put her hands over her ears when the gun started to go off. She looks at Aren then pushed away from him furrowing her brows. It had been years since she was that close to him, she didn't like it one bit.<br/><br/>The shields on her bike went off and the compartments opened and she sighed. All of her weaponry that was inside Fenrir's compartments slid out and waited for them to be taken from the holsters. She looks at Aren. “Is this how you run this place? Like it was some kind of summer camp? You let your officers discharge shit like that?” She tilts her head to the left and a pop was heard from the joint in her neck.  She kept her mouth shut after that and went over to her bike having it close the compartments.<br/><br/>This unit was already run differently from her last one and she could see it.