[Elza stood away from everyone else after the instructions had been given. The only reason she was helping at all was because her Guild Master had ordered her to. She knew that Clive was still trying to decide how much they should offer their aid, and respected his decision either way.

Watching as the others moved about, the gunner huffed lightly to herself in amusement before glancing away from the crowd. Elza was never much one for social interaction when it wasn't necessary to her survival, and she was displaying that here as she turned to begin walking away from the gathering.]


[ooc: prose or action is fine! I'll adapt.]