Jenny was still preoccupied as she watched the mob slink away, their numbers halved. In Vegas, even before the troubles, she had been many things. Badass was not among them. Apparently, now she was, though certainly there were still badasses far scarier than her.<br/><br/>Being a godling was definitely still going to take some getting used to.<br/><br/>Figuring out where to go, however, that was something that Jenny could handle. Countless hours exploring the nooks and crannies of Sin City - the world of Vegas beyond the strip - had paid off in spades. The feeling of the right way kind of just<em>came</em>to her now. "I think..." she mused looking at each option, "...that one." She pointed to the one on the right. But didn't head forward quite yet. Instead, she made her way towards Sophronia. "You gonna be all right?" The question was tinged with concern. Apparently, she had already begun feeling some serious connection to the motley band with which she ahd been attached by fate.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Using Know the Path</div></div>