Sirenix took a deep breath. She could do this. Her heart was racing, she was as lost as lost could be and she wanted to flee. She could still do this though. She had to do this. It wasn't like she was given a lot of options here. It was either find the inn she wanted to stay at or go back home. The latter was not an option she really wanted to consider. Yes. While she did feel a lot more comfortable in the underwater cities, she had to find her brother. Or at the very least the people who took him. Even if it was too late for him, she could hopefully spare others. Maybe. She wasn't very sure about this either.<br/><br/>To be honest, she wasn't sure about anything. She needed breathing room. She needed to not be in a strange place surrounded by strangers. Anywhere had got to be better than here was her thinking and so she started walking.<br/><br/>Her arms were hugging herself, making her as small as possible as she did a fast little walk. Duck and weave. Duck and weave. That was her mantra as she made her way along the sidewalks and even darting out into the street when necessary. She tried to keep her eyes out for anything that would point to her place of staying or just anything that might be useful. For the most part though, they stayed on the ground, watching the legs and feet of the other people past her by.<br/><br/>As they weren't really focused ahead, she almost ran into a couple as they left an armory store. She had a split second warning though and managed to trip herself into the street.<br/><br/>The feel of falling was sort of like free floating. An instant of weightlessness. There the similarities ended. The panic sat in and she let out a yelp as she put her hands out there to break her fall. Landing roughly, she winced and hastily scrambled back up again. "I'm sorry! I didn't run into you guys, did I?" Her voice came out rapid fire and even though for her she was basically speaking loudly, it was more of a conversational volume level.