[She looks to the right at the pair Hazel mentioned, who are also much taller than Emille, and she hopes that the darkness conceals the sudden what am I doing here frown that slides down her face for a moment. But she shakes out of it and looks back at Hazel.]

I see. At the very least we may have a size advantage against them.

[Emille fingers her pendant.] I suppose it is time to activate this. [She puts it on over her head, and the second it hits her chest, her clothes seem to morph into a perfectly-tailored dark suit. If she could actually see, she would notice that it also has tiny white pinstripes. It's quite an impressive illusion.] Hm. This is certainly interesting.