The Cubone was not within the crowd upon Nihonto's speech, but rather on the circumference, keeping an eye out for those that were not behaving. It was not uncommon that rising tension would have to put down, and with the current topic she assumed moreso that some would grow agitated. Those that had been in contact with the locations the fire rained on. She paused her attention when Nihonto mentioned the earthquakes. She had indeed felt that prior to others on that day, her whole family did. She sighed a bit at the thought, the destruction that had followed it. And when the Sceptile wandered forward and started slandering Nihonto. This was not something she expected, but she could not say she could shove his accusations aside. The Typhlosion was a little obnoxious for an official if what she heard from other guards was true. Still, she shuffled through the crowd over to the Sceptile. Her lance jangling a little as she pressed a few poochyena out of the way.

Attempting to grab at his arm she stated, "I would suggest you relax for the moment, you can speak to Sir Nihonto about whatever foolish things he's done while you are out traveling with him." Releasing his arm, if she had grabbed it, she added, "Although I recommend not agitating him if you can help it, he has fire. I'm sure you know that, yes?" She glared up at the Typhlosion's blade before looking back and suddenly realizing she was standing next to the person Nihonto and probably most of the crowd was observing at the moment. She gave pause and looked around before straightening up and trying to think of something to say so she wouldn't look stupid. She had most certainly had enough of that with her blade training.

Staring up at Nihonto she shrugged, "I am but a simple soldier, but I would say it's my duty to go and try to solve the matter for those that cannot, if you would have me."

She grinned, actually she had rather wanted to see what the earthquakes were about ever since the fire had ripped through the sky on that day. She just never thought she would get the chance as a soldier. They would surely send more experienced adventurers out would they not, but after the Sceptile's display, it would be difficult for one to refuse one not as brash, no? Perhaps she would have to thank the Sceptile later, if she enjoyed the journey.