Redhawk Caldera slow motion daylight.

Fin listened wordlessly to the girl's story, making all of the appropriate facial expressions in all the right places. "Dear god," she replied, shaking her head incredulously at their cruelty (albeit... kinda funny...), "Let me know if they ever show up here, I'd love to feed them their own asses." She may not have known Somnia very well, but she was pack now, and that meant whoever had wronged her needed bitch slapping.

Fin canted her head when the question was turned upon her. How best to answer... "They were... like all kinds of things," she replied, shaking her head with a smile, "I come from a very large family. Lots of personalities, lots of stories, but... Lots of love too." She was quite happy with where she'd come from, even though she'd left them all behind, it wasn't because she didn't love them as truly as she did.