Jin merely followed the lead of Raquel Lightning, movement may have been slow compared to others as he somberly walked. Mind going over the missions at hand, Jin wondered which mission struck interest more. By far the trade route clearing seemed better, Jin seemed to fail to understand how to act in front of royalty. In fact, Jin could rather easily offend anyone without even realizing it.<br/><br/>Exhaling he notices his breath could be seen, only things like this reminded him how cold it really was, unless he's in the mountains or surrounded by snow. Despite only wearing monks robes, Jin still managed to keep warm, he figured it was due to being raised at high altitudes in his mountain monk monastery. While walking he couldn't refrain from continuing some form of conversation with those around him.<br/><br/>"How many of you have actually fought against bandits or sell-swords?" Jin had not faced the latter, bandits posed as a common problem while traveling, especially long distances. Several occasions led Jin into encountered bandits, once he almost didn't survive, luckily held enough arrogance to fight him one after another. Despite winning he may still hold scars from that battle, in fact if it were not for a nearby villager who stumbled across his limp body, he would of never received required to survive.