As the gates to the town were opened, Inga realized just how how out of her element she was. While it was somewhat more similar to her old home, buried in the underground and guarded vigilantly from harm, this was different. This was a group of people carving a home out of something not built for it, and with no family ties binding them together. She watched the various groups of people milling about, whether they were talking or haggling over wares. While it truthfully wasn't a lot of people, it one of the larger groups Inga had been around- and the first time doing it without her family.<br/><br/>She trailed after Viktor without really thinking about it, keeping her arms crossed tight and held close to her body. She was uncomfortably conscious of people staring at her. While it was normal for people to stare at newcomers- especially when they were as young and somewhat unusual looking like herself- it was an uncomfortable experience. She scowled at anyone who she caught looking at her.<br/><br/>Magpie, on the other hand, kept to the back, scanning the crowd for a different reason- to make sure there weren't any familiar faces. People were rarely happy to see her, she found- they tended to say she robbed them, or cheated them, or shot them, even when it wasn't true. Unfortunately, today she did find a familiar face- a scowling man with a missing eye. It took her a moment to place it, but then she remembered him- a man who she had worked for for a brief time before he tried to run off with the profits in the night. They had had a terse discussion that ended in the loss of his eye and Magpie gaining about twice what she was originally intended. As it was a discussion she didn't want to rehash, she immediately turned and went down a side street, hoping he hadn't noticed her and knowing he had.