Warhorse quickly wiped the sweat from her brow, making her best attempt to smile in a non-threatening way. "Ah...well the truth is I'm in a bit of a hurry, I have to meet someone, and if I'm not there then they won't wait for me, and then--" she stops suddenly, throwing her hands up in exasperation and then simply tearing off her disguise in a rage. "Oh to hell with this charade! Little girl, I don't know your name, but today you will learn the price of altruism! You may come quietly, or face the brutality which felled the Scarlet Sentinel! I am the Warhorse of Sub-Commander Omaru, and I will not be delayed any further!"