She smiled in return, appreciative of the design of the sword. "Oh, that church. I've got some of my stuff back at the compound. Nothing major, but I'd feel better to have my poisoned needles and...My longbow. I don't know if I can actually get in. Oh, wait. I left through a window last time. Unless Rowan shut it, I can get in that way." She giggled rather insanely.
"This is quite fun. I've really never had to run for my life before." Sucking in a breath, she looked to the sun to re-orient herself. "Okay, the compound should be that way." She pointed. "I'd say we zig-zag, always headed more or less in that direction. Avoid main streets at all cost. Actually, no." She slid the sword back into it's sheath and handed it back to Shadow. She indicated the humiliating city-folk clothing, the floofy ankle-length skirts and the button-up blouse which was the only thing she had had to wear other than her spidersilk armor. "You look cityfolk-ish enough. Just..." She flipped the hood of Shadow's cloak up so that it shaded his eyes. "I can't do anything about my looks or my size, though the last time any of the guards saw me I was caked in blood and half-mad for revenge. Should be enough of a difference. Just... Don't look suspicious. Act like we have every right to be here and we'll be fine."