Scout raises her eyebrows at Lambert. Non-civilian kids in dangerous situations isn't a big deal, to her; she did start her combat training at three or four. Letting young people go into these situations without backup is what counts.

She reaches towards the door, first with an open hand, then folding down her pinkie and ring fingers. Her brass nails gleam in the crystal's light as she tries to stretch out with her senses. One issue is just that she doesn't know Zecora well. Even so...

"I don't think it's a good idea. We should try the others first," she says, frowning.