"It'd be nice if it was that easy, right?" She just smiled faintly and mechanically carried on the motions of the dance for a moment, thinking over what she was about to say to Thomas. It was certainly a precarious situation. One wrong move, and she'd have to spill an awful lot of innocent blood getting away. She didn't want that, she doubted that anyone in the guard wanted that, but their situations were different and they were unlikely to understand why exactly she was there. Being honest with herself, she wouldn't have believed it if she'd been told. "I'm here to protect people, and I am not a bodyguard." She looked down at her wrists, shrugging what she could while held. "I don't plan on going anywhere," She said, even, low, and apparently unfazed by the changing demeanor of her dance partner and their escalating situation. "What do you expect, a confession?" She made a quick series of glances around the crowd, half-sure that she'd see someone approaching them and happy to see they were still alone in the crowd.