The motion and Regulus's shout snap Telrim out of peering down a side street. Her hand jumps to her side as she whips around, eyes narrowed- but there's no weapon for her fingers to close on. A brief expression crosses her face as she takes in their would-be attacker, the scared Magelets. Something contemptuous and savagely amused. Then she steps forward, looking grim.

"What an idiot," she murmurs, mouth twitching in a stifled smirk at the helpless alien. Oh, how fortunate he is not to be at her people's mercy. "He wasn't aiming for who I think. Was he?"

She's genuinely surprised, if so. Never mind that this is meant to be a safe trip, there's usually such a fuss about protecting young ones...