They had all gone into the inn, and Jirachi was now sitting by Kallen, quietly. She didn't eat anything, not really all the hungry at the moment. Instead, she listens to each of their conversations, not really feeling the need to butt in or say anything herself. One got the idea to test disconnecting minds, and Jirachi tilts her head...that sounded dangerous. Her thoughts were almost read by another, who stated this fact out loud. They were asked what they thought, and Jirachi looks over.<br/><br/>"Me...? I uh...I don't think it sounds safe..." She gives a small smile, silently drumming her fingers across the tabletop, barely even able to see over the edge she was so small. After a moment she shifts though, and gets to her knees, sitting like that, and it helped a bit. At least her face was mostly above the table edge now. "I um, there probably has to be a reason as to why we're here...right?" She hoped so, hoping that this wasn't all just some random act of fate, and she was no stuck like this.<br/><br/>Glancing around, she looks to the other patrons of the inn, who seemed to not be paying any attention to them. They seemed to fit in with the whole scheme, and Jirachi couldn't help but wonder... Tapping on Kallen's arm, she points to one of the big, burly guys sitting in a corner drinking from a mug of ale. "What about one of them? Maybe they would know...?"