Fain had just about had enough of all the confusion.<span style="font-style: italic">why in hell's name am I here?</span>She wondered to herself. Some days doesn't pay to get out of bed. Pinching the bridge of her nose to calm her own thoughts down so she could focus. She needed to hear this conversation. So she could understand.<span style="font-style: italic">Ok that is so cool, more mods to kick ass. Hell yah!</span>She thought.<span style="font-style: italic">Great now they bring in religious wars to this party, just what it needed,</span>she thinks with a slight frown. Trying hard not to let her annoyance show.<span style="font-style: italic">What was the point of all this? Well ok outside of saving the world and all that jaz?</span>These thoughts were getting her nowhere so she focused instead on the fight before her.<br/><br/>Listening intently to it. Watching their every move. Studying it, but refusing to place bets. She wouldn't bet on fights. She wasn't a gambling person. Watching that fight she wondered what exactly killing another was accomplishing outside of allowing the GM and binary thing to have some entertainment at their expense. A non-violent person to begin with she didn't really enjoy the thought of being in a fight. Sure she'd fight given the right motivation, but she didn't have to like it. The frown carving her usually energetic and smiling features turned them to stone. A cold expression of disagreement. Yah fighting wasn't her thing. So be it, if it came down to her or some random person she'd fight.<br/><br/>Her thoughts were broken again by those of another conversation that could be important so she paid attention to this one too. Maybe if she gathered enough details she could perhaps offer more as far as information or advice or maybe even some form of assistance. After all not like she knew anyone here besides JD. She wanted to at least begin to know people. Listening to Doce about the killing with kindness was something that intrigued her. Logic made sense of this mess. The comment about being the only clever one here almost got a rise out of Fain, but she held her tongue. After all it wasn't like she could make the other realize that she wasn't just a stick in the mud. Whatever, she didn't care anyways.<br/><br/>Now there was two fights starting out and she didn't know which to watch so she drew back just a step so she could see both from her peripheral vision. Her eyes kept on the GM and the others. At least this way she's know what was going in the first even if she didn't know all the details. The GM was the one who held more answers now and at this point she wanted them.