Much like Kylo, Kytana only stood. Listening. She knew what she was going to do. There was no point in offering her own strategy to others, especially if they couldn't use it. Though if the other Jedi did ask... Likely she would share. And probably recommend against it. She wasn't ignorant enough to think it wasn't dangerous. She knew full well that it was.
She was dressed in full dark Jedi robes. All coarse fabrics, like Sunila, but her's were black as night. Her sabers strapped to her sides, beneath the thick outer robe. As were several blasters. Not that she had to depend on any of that. But she remained quiet.