Tinder quickly looks around as Broadshield talks to her, trying to find a way out of here. Realizing that he's next to her only exit she takes a deep breath and moves as far away as she can in the other direction, icing over her bag again with her magic just in case something happens, then no one can get into her bag without breaking the ice. She looks at him, trying to keep eye contact so she doesn't look too nervous, "Sure, I don't see why we wouldn't be able to talk."