Scarlet eyed Angelo with an almost identical look to the one she had given Jarrod, except it held more annoyance with. "Leave me alone." she stated, hinting it to be a possible threat. She didn't take kindly to strangers, to say the least. Most people didn't bother approaching her a second time unless it was to argue or get something out of her.

As Jarrod slung his arms around her and Angelo, she appeared ready to hit him but his question caught her interest before she could do so. Her gaze surveyed the sky for a moment. Something was off, that much she could tell. Both of her hands slipped down to rest on the hilts of the daggers she always carried. The daggers were sheathed at her sides in a belt holster that was similar to that you would use for a gun to some extent. 

"Hmm... Maybe I'll have some work to do in this town after all..." she mumbled quietly, mainly to herself. Se moved away from the and towards the direction from which the force was coming. Then her eyes moved to look around at the crowds. If it was hostile, which it likely was, this wouldn't be pretty. Despite her rough exterior, Scarlet didn't want to see anyone die. At least not if they hadn't even done anything wrong.