She had seen the commotion happening around the stalls, but decided she didn't want to get into it. Someone noticing her, or something going wrong and she could quite easily end up in jail. Staying where she was, she scooted over a bit, looking curiously at the group, wondering what was happening. She hadn't heard any of the conversation at all, but some of the people who weren't helping, and were near the ferry had begun to talk, allowing her to know what was happening.<em>Maybe...maybe I can see any people...</em>she thought to herself, deciding that she would go over, but not for the reason everyone else was. Walking over to the crowd, going around the outside, looking at almost all of the individuals in the crowd in turn, seeing if they had anything worth taking on them, sizing them up. She spotted someone, possibly a group of people, not many of his types go around these places without a group. But she had been wrong before, as the few inch scar running across her back would have told anyone.