Mm, I suppose so. Individuals react to overwhelming stimuli in their own way.

[She's silent a moment, then takes a deep, steady breath. Something tells her she'll need to be as calm as she can before things get any worse.]

In that case, we should steel ourselves for anymore outrages of this nature. [...] Or, at the very least, I should, considering your state.

I haven't given properly introduced myself yet. My name is Syre. [She'd offer a hand for him to shake, but the one that's not in a sling is holding the Bryar.]