At the sound of the ruckus outside, Braids gave a wary look to the door, and at first thought nothing of it, but there was a slight feeling of dread in her chest, causing the archaeologist to reconsider shuffling her papers back into place. It took her a while, as the papers seemed to be blown away by a gust of wind at an inopportune time. Slightly frustrated, Braids scurried to gather the papers. When she collected them, she would wrap them up in cloth and bind them with twine, putting them away in her pack.
When the mineral water touched the table, Braids nodded at the barkeep as soon as she finished delivering her rounds. She would have said more, if not for the ensuing chaos that built up outside had distracted everyone. At the sound of panic and chaos, Braids sat there and picked up her drink, secretly hesitating on what to do. She was not a brave warrior that swung her sword at the prospect of any incoming danger - she didn't even have a sword, but a few measly daggers at her disposal. It was when both Ameinko and Katariah told her to stay that Braids sighed softly. She nodded to them both with a soft and now relieved look on her face. When a black hand picked up the bodyguards drink, Braids did pause at the sight of it, but seeing as it came from Kat herself, she wasn't immediately alarmed, but it did give her pause to look at Kat while she hurried off.
Staying inside, Braids sighed, and another scream rang out from the woman outside....
She clutched her glass tightly, her face clouded with indecision. As one more wail rang out, she shook her head once, took a quick drink from the glass and got up from her chair. She said nothing as she hustled through the door, trying to catch up.