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Finley laughed as the woman carried on with their little joke. It was nice meeting someone with a sense of humor that was similar to her own. She wondered vaguely if this new friend was one who would be up for the kinds of adventures that she enjoyed going on, or if she was more the type to find fun in doing things that didn't involve near death experiences. She definitely needed to find out before they parted ways.

Lucky for Hawkeye, Fin was not one to be sucked so easily into awkwardness. While it spread like a plague through others, the Blackthorn tended to be a little oblivious when it came to other people's emotions unless they were so severe you'd have to be blind and/or dead to notice. So, when her new friend began to struggle internally with the conversation, Fin was unaware. In fact, she was already onto the next topic in her mind.

"That's neat, I doubt that I could ever do anything like lead a pack. Too much responsibility," Fin said with a shake of her head. Without hardly skipping a beat, she bowled right on forward, "Do you like chasing bears?"

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