In one hand, she carried a first aid kit, filled with everything she thought she might need if she came across an injured person. It had come in handy more times than she had liked, at this point, and in the process, she kept adding things to it. More medications to ease headaches or swelling, more types of bandages and alcoholic pads, and she had even added a bottle of purified water to the mixture at some point.
Best for washing out cuts, after all.
Her other hand was kept open for the moment, but she was at the ready to summon her weapon if she needed to. She'd rather not. Richtersveld avoided causing harm in all possible circumstances. A terrarium wasn't a terribly useful weapon anyway, though. Could just chuck it by someone to distract them--
She felt something on the edge of her senses, two auras that very distinctly belonged to separate sides. One of them felt like the knights she had run into before, though perhaps of a different ... strength? She hadn't too much experience with differentiating levels, but...
The knight might need her help.
Richtersveld changed courses and headed to where she at least had felt two auras...
Kaefaux
