[Similarly, the last time Petra had seen Felix was through the thick smoke on the battlefield at Gronder Field and before that it was during their school days and even then they had never traded more than pleasantries. But it could have been a stranger she walked up to to lend a hand. It didn't matter.]

Felix.

[She offers him a shallow, quick bow when they recognize each other, though the ears and eyes are certainly different.

A fight, though possible and certainly winnable, would draw a lot of attention to them. Unwanted attention. So she's glad Felix takes her up on her offer.

Her reaction is almost non-existent when he immediately demands answers from her. His suspicions aren't completely unfounded.]

Felix. I would not have been helping you only to be fighting you myself. That would be foolishness. I am not your enemy.