It takes her a few breaths to calm down, the light fading out. "Maybe."

Her history with gangs and monsters told her she can handle things pretty well. Just- not on her own, if she had Ty this would be another matter. Sure, she's never toppled an empire, but she'd never saved a city until she did.

"The-" she pauses, reaching for the word she's heard since getting here, "corsairs? They're the resistance, those who see all that and decide to break shit? That's why everyone is here?"