Anna watched as her crew mates climbed up the wall and helped them over up when they reached the top. She paid little attention to the stranger even though the fact that he was looking for a gunner peeked her interest. Most people looking for a gunner were usually looking for her. Then there was the fact that said gunner remained unnamed and the fact that Abby made it a point to call her by her name rather than her alias. She wasn't stupid, she could connect the dots. He was looking for her. And she knew that mask was a dead giveaway. However she went along with feigning ignorance. Once everyone reached the top and said their piece they turned to head back into the prison. Anna made sure to trail behind slightly, there was no doubt in her mind that the stranger would follow them up the wall somehow and confront her.

Her suspicions were confirmed when she heard something land behind her she turned to face the stranger who demanded she fight him. She remained silent for a moment, staring him down from behind her mask, though her face, had it been able to be seen, was devoid of any emotion. After a very long pause the redheaded gunner shook her head. "No." She said simply and turned back around to follow the rest. She had no interest in fighting the stranger. There was nothing to gain from doing so and thus, was a waste of her time. Her guns remained holstered and she didn't make a move to reach for them as she walked away. She was a quick draw, if he decided he wanted to force her into a fight the would put two between his eyes faster than most would be able to react. She didn't need no fancy devil fruit powers to be the best in her field. She was the best, and she knew it. Even though she was walking away her focus was still on the goat man who had challenged her. He, like most, would likely not accept her answer. Hell, if she was him she wouldn't accept her answer. She mentally shrugged, she would react accordingly to how the stranger acted. Only time would tell if she would be forced to kill more today.