Though fear still permeated her body, she started to show hints of surprise once Raa changed her tone. She did not know she was talking to someone who was barely an adult, and she did not know how what to do. In her mind were deep-seeded fears against the Council, but even she did not think that all of the trillions of souls who lived under them were just as corrupt. She did not trust the Turian in C-Sec, but she largely ignored him. Raa was the one who was relatable. "A...slave?" She stuttered, her arms trembling as she started to feel some uncertainty. Being made a veritable slave to the Council was one of her fears, so the mention of it caused her to think.

The Turian tensed once more when Donny started to step forward, but the fact that he had put down his rifle, and his sympathetic attitude surprised her once more. She was not expecting anything like this from the hardened soldiers of the Council. She started to look uncertain, particularly when Donny mentioned family, as it caused her thoughts to shift back to her own family down on the planet below. She wanted to see them again; she wanted to live. 

The woman started to sob visibly and audibly, and began to shakily lower her weapon. However, that stopped when Tacticus spoke. His indirect threat and general military attitude reinforced the notions she held about the Council, so while the others had started to surprise her and cause her to doubt, she feared Tacticus. Quickly, she snapped her weapon back up and tensed her hand around it. It was difficult to determine whether it was intentional or the result of her inexperience with firearms, but she fired the weapon, not at Raa or Donny, but at Tacticus.