Lissa's ear was drawn first by the songstress' cry of pain, and she would have run straight in that direction if she didn't spot Yanagi lifting a staff. It wasn't a healing staff, it was one that transported the target to him, but Azura was safe with him, he would heal her next. He would keep her safe from--

Her jaw clenched against frustrated tears. Seiichi was being hurried away and she was torn--

"Wh-what am I supposed to do?" she stammered. Not stand here; she lifted her skirt and raced for the direction of the stairs.

"Someone has to calm everyone down and check on my brother," she babbled, and then gasped as her foot sank through air and slipped off her shoe's heel, all her weight slamming the side of her foot into the edge of the next step down and bending her ankle hard. She stumbled, wincing when she had to shift all her weight to the other foot.

"Help," she managed, unable to prioritize what she needed help with-- her duty or her balance.