Rena followed the group wordlessly. The confidence she had shown during combat had receded again, as the adrenaline wore off and the memories came back. Her strength was just under the surface, though, ready to come back if needed. When she heard something about a weapons room, and guns, she was snapped out of her little nightmare, and though she didn't smile, had the energy of a kid in a candy shop as she browsed the selection of guns in the room, eventually picking a stocky wooden rifle, and plenty of spare ammo. It was the closest thing to a crossbow she could find in lieu of an actual crossbow. She set her rocks and her metal pipe down. She didn't need them anymore.

She looked out with Fuyuto, a ranged weapon in her hand giving her focus. She was starting to come out of her shell. "I'm ready. Let's go and find out where we are, and why we're here."