Jeanette couldn't help but smile at the two's antics. She giggled, and waved at the duo. "Hi! I had the pleasure of sharing a meal with your brother. We got to talking about work, and here we are. The pleasure's all mine, Pysan. We've probably passed by each other a million times in this workshop anyway." Truth be told, they reminded her of her folks, and that perhaps, maybe she had a sibling back home, in the old world. She let her mind drift as the two continued their conversation, pondering what it would be like to share that kind of bond with someone.<br/><br/>When she heard mention of a group already setting out without escort though, the gunner's mind snapped back into focus. "That sounds like a bad, yet distressingly common, problem. They already left without all of their notes, huh?" Jeanete hummed. It certainly wasn't the first time she'd heard of a group of scholars jumping the gun, but it was never good news when they did. "So, since we have the notes, should we grab our gear then? Or do you have a better plan?"