[Her gaze cuts to him, briefly sharp and guarded before she realizes who it is and relaxes. She smiles again, pulling a handkerchief from her pocket and seeming ready to start fussing and cleaning up any blood on himself before they're interrupted.]

Oh, dear. [She sighs.] It never ends, does it. I'd really rather we all at down for tea, this is getting so tedious!

[murder, tedious. You know how it is. Winnie looks at Five for sympathy] And we have so much to catch up on, don't we? But my bullets should hold for a little while. And I've got a sword! I'm sure we could take down a couple together still. How long can they really keep this up?