She admires his eagerness, though, she can only raise a brow in amusement as he charges back the way she'd come. Eager and direct. The metallic woman steps forward on light feet, joining him and carrying on, trusting him to follow. She can at least show him where she has in mind for a meeting point once she's wrangled a few more to come searching.

The boy seems familiar after a fashion, but only so far as anyone she's noted has been. It's a simple enough question. "Near as I can remember, which ain't much. Keeper kept me close, but I couldn't tell you how close." She raises one hand in a gesture of frustration. She glances back and over at the red-haired boy. "You in the Inner Guard, too?" The implied question of Doing what? hangs in the air. She isn't one to judge entirely on appearances, but the boy looks more suited for fetching things off tall shelves than acting as a guard.