[ Putting on the guard's clothes over her own, Fei's process mirrors Yelena's to some extent, as she too, is forced to cuff her pants a few times to atone for a difference in height between herself and the man she's knocked out.

Yelena's question pulls a chuckle from her as she straightens up, adjusting her belt before tucking the wide sword she carried into it securely. ] You look like you're ready for patrol.

[ One hand stays on Youhuang's hilt while she gestures at herself with the other. ] What do they feed these guards here? They're all so big and useless. [ Then, after giving Yelena another nod. ] Let go. Maybe we'll find someone with a ring of keys.