The light-haired woman was alarmed but not panicked. Cautious but far from reactionary. The chance she would attack haphazardly was slim. Therefore, Tear kept to speech, in hopes the other would do the same. No reason existed for either to get into a confrontation, especially when the soldier refused to lose to anything.

"Locrian Sergeant Tear Grants. 1st Platoon, Oracle Knights Intelligence Division," she answered, stating off name and rank without skipping a beat. "I've been stationed here to keep civilians from leaving the institute due to the miasma problem outside. It's very important that you stay away from all entrances." Hopefully, that should make the reason for her request glaringly apparent.