Aneira raised an eyebrow at his comment but then shrugged her shoulders. She wasn't one to act like a weak, little girl but how hard can it really be? "I take it you're going to get there in your way?" She said as she opened the window and made a slide of ice all the way to the ground. She gave him a rare grin, saluted him before she swung out the window and skated to the bottom, the ice trail melting behind her. She then headed in the direction needed. She paused right out sight and collected herself, working out a plan in her head in how this was going to play out. 

She forced herself to start crying, grabbed her arm and limbed out into sight. The guards posted noticed her right away, her white hair catching their attention right away. One of the hurried over, asking her what was wrong. She sniffled, not answering for a moment. "I-I was scared. P-People w-were saying t- that the Heretic was loose b-but when I tried to go back home I g-got pushed down in the panic and my arm was hurt a-and my a-ankle hurts too."

She allowed a few more tears to fall down her face as well as her to tremble with repressed sobs. She looked up at the guard with watery ice blue eyes and he immediately began ushering her over to his post, the other guard joining them as Aneira distracted them both with her act.