Sasha smiled, before tilting her head. "No one died yet. Yet, being the keyword. However, it seems that the situation can change at any moment." However, in utter reflex, the moment she heard the gunshots, she shifted her umbrella slightly, so that the parasol was in the flight path. However, at such a close and unexpected distance, she only grazed the second bullet, slightly altering it's course. "Aaah...sloppy...", she quietly uttering these complaints to herself. Despite the dangers of a gun, Sasha appeared to be unfazed. No, the correct term would be amused, as she had a smile.

"Well, if you don't want to see anyone die today, you're going to have to do something about it. If no one is saving you, then save yourself." Though her words were harsh, they seemed to have been delivered with a gentle tone, something that also may seem out of place in the life or death hostage situation. "Unless you want to embrace the cold hands of death?"