Solar's aim had been true, and Suna had not only landed a direct hit but unmasked their culprit! Now, finally, they were getting somewhere. Clearing Solar's name (and by extension, his own) was a step further down the road, but this was certainly progress. Slowing his pace -- and keeping a wary eye on this mystery girl -- Sean kept his weapon out but not pointed as he took up a spot about seven feet from Suna and little miss swift-legs.
She 'didn't want to'... oh, how that phrase made the blonde's mind sour. If true, it meant this girl had been put up to this -- at the very least the 'running away' part, if not the 'attacking and framing a complete stranger' -- by someone else, and that meant the trouble was only just getting started. If it was a lie... well, proving it out would be troublesome in much the same way. "Look, kid, we're gonna need a lot more to go on than that. My friend, the one with the ram's horns? She's accused of attempted murder, and I ain't about to just let that slide. So... why don't you take a seat and explain all of this from the top, hm?" He cast a look Suna's way that basically said 'be careful of this one'; there was no way to know if all this was just an act, and the way she'd moved earlier suggested she wasn't just "some kid causing trouble for laughs".