[It is a convincing smile, especially given that Petra is hardly oblivious to what the war means for all of them, regardless of which side they fight for. It is strange, to belong to a people who are always prepared for war, who train themselves to be weapons, though amongst themselves, there is little reason for it. What they have in Brigid belongs to all; they do not often fight amongst themselves, but train themselves to act in defense of their kingdom at a moment's notice, if need be— or, in the case of the not-so-distant past, to launch an assault upon their enemies.

She has always been taught that war should be approached honorably, that to fight for what you believe in is a worthy cause, and while she does try to hold those values close to her heart, something changed the first time she met a friend on the battlefield. She felt that belief falter, even if only briefly. War is not something to be approached lightly, and she is glad to brush it aside for the time being, even if she knows they will speak of it again. It is too immediate for them not to.

She offers a rueful smile in response to his own, letting out a huff of breath.]

I am flattered that you are believing me to be so cunning. It would be fun to be surprising even you!

[She's no slouch when it comes to tactical maneuvers, certainly, but she's no Claude. She knows that well.

Once the guard passes, she leans forward to speak to her current co-conspirator, keeping her voice low.]

Sounds to me like we are having no time to waste. I will be going with you— I do not want to risk staying here, and I would much rather be with a friend. I am sure Sylvain will want to be coming with us.