[Now, normally she was prone to judge the state of her safety and the state of someone's mentality based off of appearances as well as the aura they gave off.
Considering she has found herself in a strange universe, very, very far away from home was something she was used to, although on a much smaller scale. Try being a planet over, and about five hundred years or so in the future.
This was something she could adjust well to. However, a man running towards her with leaves in his hair and dirt on his clothes, while not the strangest thing she's seen in her life, was enough to put her on alert. She widened her stance, if only just a little, her feet shoulder's length apart as she eyes him cautiously.]

I'm afraid I'm not, sorry. Though... you don't seem to be either if I'm not mistaken, unless dirt and leaves are the fashion sense here? I must have missed a memo somewhere.