Eyeing the approaching girl, Galaxia's eyes fell lazily over to the place to where her hands went -- some sort of crude weapon. Secondarily, her eyes swept over Jenny's form, as though judging what sort of fight the girl could possibly give up, though when she reached the other's eyes -- something she saw within made her narrow her own.

"Problems?" there was a hint of amusement in her voice, "Is that so. All the more reason to crush them, then."