[Her attention will probably be drawn by the sound of a nearby gunshot, followed by a mini-explosion. Not too far from there, this very Responsible Adult who reeks of strong alcohol is standing against a tree, half of his uniform off as he engages in the tradition of getting himself covered in fruit. Or well, pumpkin in this case, as Porthos and him found a handful by the farm and thought they'd put them to good use.
He's laughing, at least, as he wipes pulp off from his face.]