Flandre started to move when Marisa did; she was still geared to react to her older teammate first, and the newer teammates second. She weaved around Tiamaris, her long strides carrying her next to Marisa's side in a moment.

Her wings were folded flat down against her back, like their presence would be harder to notice that way. They were just decorations, clearly! Very...really sparkly rainbow-colored ones. Just a tall lanky girl out with her friends, nothing to see here!

...it was very hard to keep her wings from anxiously twitching at the scream, though.

But she kept her head up, looking attentively forward--and ears listening everywhere else.