"I don't like this....come on, Tikki."

She bites her lip, excusing herself to get to the end of the row and out to the nearest bathroom, where she transforms. She's not sure if this is some kind of akuma or something else, but she wants to be ready and able to help if necessary. It doesn't take long before she is dashing back to the concert to check what was happening now. She glances to the children, and then to the stage, to the other side of the seating to see if she can spot the others yet.