At the sound of the clinking armor ([@Venom]), Eir jolted, her one good eye gazing up silently and filled with confusion.

[center][color=0072bc]"Doesn't belong..."[/color][/center]

Eir visibly winced, dropping her head with utmost silence. She didn't want to get on anyone's bad side. She just had to mind her own business.

The rabbit, however, had a bit more of a bite to him. The toy struggled free from the girl's arms, pointing a rounded stuffed hand at the armored man. He swallowed his anger in order to make his voice civil and one that most likely would not anger the hunk of metal. [color=salmon]"Pardon me, sir, but just because my friend here is small doesn't mean she doesn't have power. She has just as much of a place here as anyone. I don't mean to be rude, and I respect your position, but please."[/color]

Eir squeaked, grabbing the rabbit back up with a worried look and covering his unmoving stitched mouth as if that would be effective. She meekly glanced away and gave a little bow. [color=pink]"M-...my apologies..."[/color] She whispered, and sprinted ahead to the cart, her feet fast and without sound. As she climbed into the cart with nimble ease, she sat down and hugged the rabbit close, pulling her knees up and avoiding eye contact with any who glanced her way.