Once Raquel Lightning finished speaking, Jin heard well enough. Tilting his hat towards Raquel and the others, he speaks. "Enjoy the rest of your evenings, get plenty of sleep, it could be your last." Jin never took scenarios lightly, especially those which blatantly expected danger. Jin held no concern if they considered him rude, he wanted to be realistic. Jin's life wasn't sugar coated to make it easier, why should others get such sympathy?<br/><br/>Before fully leaving the situation and closing the door of his room, he spoke one final time. "If any of you require solace for the adventure ahead. I could surely use someone to converse with." On that note he closed the door, stretching his limbs and body, bones pop and crack in relief. Slumping onto the rather comfortable bed, he takes in his surroundings.<br/><br/>Rooms didn't look this good just anywhere, in fact being a wandering monk, Jin has never been in such an extravagant room. Sitting on his bed, he removed his shoes and hat, placing them nearby. Running his hands through his hair, he sighs heavily. Not able to refrain from thinking to himself. 'Is this truly a wise idea?' Some of these individuals looked to hold more concern over their own health, rather then being a contributing member to a team of fighters. Hell, Jin was no saint when it came to this either, yet knew he couldn't leave behind an ally who fell into critical condition during combat. Such a trait he isn't sure all his other allies possessed.<br/><br/>Jin's mind continued to wander over events leading up to this point in life, focus dead set on the door which held the exit of the room. Simply in case anyone tried to enter, or knock to get attention. Which he terribly doubted anyone would, but habit forced him to be alert of such possibilities.