Counting on the guns and explosions dampening voices a bit from the new attackers, Staccata decides to try and have a conversation with the nice ponies the next piece of cover over.
"You know if we all stopped jumping around they'd stop shooting and go in to investigate. We jump on them then, they can't use firearms or explosives without killing each other. Hell, knock a few out and they might even be chatty." That last part was just dripping with her usual sarcasm.