Victoria gestures. "Well, by all means, lead on, miss warrioress. Front door is more your style, then?"<br/><br/>The princess seems almost disinterested in the mission, her normal nonchalant calm, more than content to let the Warrior run in and take whatever brunt might be waiting for them. She idly checks her nails while she waits for the party to make their decision. She'd probably try the backdoor route herself, but a tank is a tank, after all...