Brimstone is, likewise, unsuited for sheering and pruning. Leave that to something more delicate than a gun. After escaping the lounge earlier, she'd returned to the library only to have that overrun. She doesn't like the vines. They're much too close, and so she moves up. Thankfully, leaping from one shelf to another isn't too much effort. At least until she hits a wall.

She sees the other man before that happens, though. "Your Highness!" It's a mad thing to call him, but she doesn't have anything better and it's distinct at the moment. "Can you move? Don't let yourself get cornered."