Freezing like a startled deer once again, Leala manages to not drop her blanket cargo or grab onto Kit's arm like a frightened child. She does blush ferociously at being caught, but at least it's hard to see in the dark of the mine itself.

"Good-day, Lady Agnes," she offers, ignoring the urge to press her face into her blankets - as if that will hide her from the Watchman that she greets next. "Lieutenant Deron. Kit and I," you're in this with her whether you like it or not, Kit, "thought that there might be some people trapped in the mines. I still have some extra blankets that may be of use."