*Sapphire turns back to them. Assuming the light can't be a good sign, her helmet splits down the middle and opens up. She holds it up, locking it shut around her head as air starts being pumped in.* "Well, we can fight you... But what or who are you looking for?" *Sapphire moves around Sketch, standing in front of him. She's not standing in any type of guard or anything. Just, standing.*