"Really?" Cynane replied, her gaze on Rookie now. "I've never found helmets to be comfortable, and I don't wear any that are as restrictive as yours." She grinned. "Besides, it wrecks the hair." Moving around the tent to get to her chest and find a weapon to keep on her for safety, she spotted Makoto on the cart.
"Hey there, Squirrel Girl. How's the day treating you?" She greeted her.
As they spoke, Jona jumped out of the tree, dropping 15 feet before landing lightly without even bending his knees, filthy robes flapping around him.