Fin walked behind the group, always staying two or three steps back from everyone. Her leather bag was strapped to her back and as she walked made a soft clinging sound from the parts of her gun tucked nearly inside. Her raven black hair flew in the wind and partially covered her face as she walked through the thick jungle. When she heard a girl singing Welcome To The Jungle she smirked and laughed softly. She liked her- not afraid of what anyone thinks about her. 

Fin's attention was snapped back toward the men who spoke about pretty ladies and virgins. Her eyebrow raised questioningly- she needed to keep an eye on them. Fin span back around, her blue eyes connecting with a few others, wondering just who possessed which magic. She let her eyes wonder over a soft red flower as they walked past- refusing to touch it incase it might be poison of some type. With a deep sigh she continued to walk, watching the man tend to the fallen girl's bloodied nose. She might could use her healing powers to at least stop the bleeding, but she wasn't very skilled in healing yet. Fin looked back forward to catch a man with silver hair that appeared to be searching for something. Everyone here seemed lost in their own world, including her, but no one seemed afraid- even from the larger than life reptile with wings that flew overhead not too long ago.