Flora was about to whack Sunny with her cue stick when he grabbed her wrist. She recognised his voice just in time and managed to hold herself. She answered his whisper with a simple nod and eagerly followed his lead. She kept the cue stick, unwilling to disarm herself as long as she was in or near the bar. She continued to look back at the mess, mostly focusing on the man claiming to be part of the Guard. She was baffled by the situation, but decided to leave thinking about it for another time. Right now all she wanted was to get away from the chaos.