Bo had been aware of the person coming in and thankfully she had seen Rocket around otherwise she might have gawked. She knew Kenzie would still have. Thankfully Rocket was not exactly the weirdest thing she'd ever seen - Fae world would do that to you. She turned, lowering her sword to rest her arm for a moment. "You'd be surprised how many old things like keeping to traditions when you fight them." She paused, then made a slight face. "or worse, how many things need a specific sword or scimitar or a damn tree of whatever to kill them in the first place."