X does not have time to settle her expression into one of dubiousness. (If she did, however, that would very much be the look she is sporting.)

She slides down beneath the halberds of a pair of clockwork soldiers, cutting through the weaponry with the claws on her feet.

Then she springs up, taking off the heads of another set of footmen.

"Do not be stupid," is the contribution X decides to make to Bruce's apparent quandary.

"And do not let you or Amy get killed."

X catapults into another clustered formation of maids and stableboys, dropping most of them within the first ten seconds.

"I will take care of crowd control."

She is learning the best way to function as a distraction in this scenario. Now to employ strategy.

(X is not bad at that, either.)