Laurin straightened as she inhaled sharply to clear her mind, a certain degree of logic making itself known to her. As to what effect that logic might have was now in question. As her lungs expanded to take in the oxygen, her chest expanded within her confines and those creamy orbs bulged from their immodist confines. "If I may, good sir, my interest in the guard lies only with my ability to combat. I know my specialty lies in books, but shouldn't all who are ready, willing and able to fight do so should the need arise? And in that regard," she half turned to the sergeant, "shouldn't I atleast be somewhat familiar with the guard's tactics so that I may respond appropriately?"