"Well, what does it look like?" The wealthy young woman retorted, gesturing around the room. However, her attention was stolen away by Lalalin's crying, & her smile faded as she looked to the guards failing to make her stop. Among them was the novice guard from last night. "We can't reason with her, B-Boss! ...Uh, Mistress!" She sighed at their ineptitude. "Use force as needed. Usurper 101!"