She was honestly touched by their understanding, and offers of valor. She'd...made some pretty good friends along the way, in spite of all the troubles she'd run into and caused. Rialynn was grateful, and she put her fist out over Duster's.

"Thanks," she exhaled in relief. "No need to fight on my behalf. We just need to find the portal. If it so happens that I do run into Lord Jaxon, I can probably just go along with it and sneak out the window or something. No one in this world has any sort of crazy ability, so as long as we're here? You guys are powerhouses. I'm not worried at all."

...Well, maybe a little worried, but she figured that was just her lingering anxiety and guilt over facing the decisions of her past and the consequences that came with them.