A sigh sank Ariel's shoulders, though she wasn't sure if it was relief or disappointment. On the one hand, nothing more was injured than Adrian's hand - and if there were no broken bones, that was a minor thing to mend - while on the other, with Press' metal falcon involved even after Walker was away, things were probably going to get worse before they got better. The frown still bore deep lines on her face while her gaze followed Walker around her.

"Good morning, but I keep telling you I am not - " A gasp cut off her sternly toned words as someone -the same sibling that always went looking for her when her bunk was empty from the sound of the shouted warning - yanked her backward; if he hadn't held onto her, she would have fallen flat on her backside. The tray half clipped her cheek as she fell back against her sibling; a glaring red mark pecked with blood remained as evidence.

She ignored the stinging - it would fade soon enough when she went about her day in the sun - and stood up. Looking back toward Adrian, she spotted the mechanical bird in front of him. "Boys, please, just settle down. Walker is no longer near him," her gaze scanned the demi-gods for Press, but he was no where to be seen. "So if you would please call back Horus maybe we can all just sit and have a pleasant meal. There is no reason for this confrontation to continue." It wouldn't do anyone any good, especially not anyone that continued to act aggressively toward Adrian.