Tinder backs into the corner of the armoury and lays down, icing over her bag in the sight of all these guards again. She takes a couple deep breaths and just stares at every guard around her, trying to keep her eye on all of them all at once. Being around guards is nerve wracking enough for her, lone being around guards in a room full of weapons. She just covers her head and sighs, trying not to think about the things going through her head.