Her hood was down, hair let loose for once, dirty armor reverted to its normal, non-camouflaged dark brown as her combat boots [i]clunked[/i] against the floor of Beacon's halls, on the way toward the too-often full infirmary. The Sting was holstered in her room, assorted combat knives, explosives, and everything else in the armory. All she had was the Scroll built into the plating of her right forearm, which she was currently using to look over the summary of CODE's mission.

Despite herself, she chuckled slightly. Leave it to her to feel naked while wearing full combat armor. Traipsing around a school with a platoon's worth of weaponry was hardly appropriate behavior, especially given what the team had been through. Her lips spread into a slight frown of sympathy, but she still had to fight against going stony-faced when she entered the ward where Team Code had been ensconced. [i]They're just kids, Rowan, not soldiers.[/i] She slid her gloves off, slowly, sticking them in her belt and sighing as she walked up to the cat Faunus and gently put her hand on her head, all of her movements slow and soft, looking into the girl's eyes. They were big, and green... And still trembled with fear. She smiled slightly, making a slight [i]shh[/i]ing sound. "It's okay," Rowan said softly, "you're safe now. I'm Rowan, Miss Vanhomrigh's..." she paused for a moment, thinking, then continued. "Boss, I guess. I'll be here until you actually feel that way. So... If you need me in any way, just call."

As Oswald and Cobalt spoke, she stayed still. Only her hand was in motion, just stroking Emerald's hair slightly before she finally turned away when he was finished. "Stay down," she said authoritatively, moving one step toward the reclining Hunter, even as her voice softened. "Your friend is right. You've been badly beaten and shot, so please... Rest. There'll be time for questions and talking later, but for now, you need to recover. They weren't grievers, but... we'll discuss them when you're closer to being on your feet."

She took a seat next to Esther, putting her arm around her and whispering "here for you too, Essie. So... Slow down, okay?"