<span style="font-family:Palanquin">Although he didn’t say it, Jinora could quickly tell from the look on his face that the lack of finances was going to be a problem. She imagined he did have a solution since it seemed like he’d been on his own for quite some time, but she also felt bad for not having any contribution to their funding situation. It was a weird thing for her to even think about in the first place, actually, because she’d always been in situations where her survival was paid for by other people. First, she’d been with her father and he’d always made sure she was more than well taken care of, and then she’d been with W.I.N.T.E.R. and they’d at least put food in her stomach because if she died, the secrets of her eyes died with her; that was the last thing they wanted. <br/>
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Wait… her father. Surely, her father had left her something. There had to be something more than just her eyes that he’d left behind for her. <br/>
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However, by the time she’d reached that conclusion, it became apparent that Sly’s mind was already running in different directions and she imagined it was the same direction that had kept him alive for as long as he’d survived on his own. There was no problem with that, but Jinora still wanted to be of some small amount of help. “It’s alright,” she said, when he apologized. “We made it through. I suppose that’s all that matters. A little warning for next time would be nice, though.” That much would probably be enough to keep her calm enough through another situation like that. <br/>
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“Do you mind sharing where we’re heading… like… eventually?” She imagined they’d stop and start a few times, but Sly was walking like he had a destination in mind. <br/>
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Jinora didn’t really care where they were going, but knowing would be nice. If they got separated at all, it would be nice to have a spot to meet up and wherever they were heading would be a good place to set that up. That was a conversation for later, though; right now, a meal was still a priority for the both of them and then they could figure other details out. <br/>
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She wasn’t entirely surprised by what he suggested. There were still kind hearts in the world even if they were harder to find at times and even if Jinora couldn’t remember the last time she’d encountered one aside from Sly himself. “That’ll work and pizza sounds nice. I don’t remember the last time I’ve had anything other than a cold sandwich and simple snacks, actually.” That was what they’d always fed her and while it was enough to keep her alive, it got more than a little bland after a while. <br/>
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“There is one thing I should probably share now, too. While I’m escaped, I want to find out more about what happened to my dad. I haven’t been able to look into it at all since he died and I…” she still was hesitant as to how much to share, “... know there has to be something he left that I’m not finding.”</span>