Kalinda, or Cattypea as she was known here, was walking towards the cave, attired in her normal in game gear, a slight smile on her face, her hand around her staff as she hummed to herself. She looked about her as she walked, enjoying the simple pleasure of being by herself, and being able to...well, know that she had people who would be happy to see her. No one knew her name. 

Unable to make friends, at least ones that stuck, her life in the real world was somewhat....depressing. Here, no one knew she was an orphan. No one looked at her and thought, that poor girl. No one knew her past.

It was heaven. It was freeing. It was...relaxing. 

She heard Cynthia complaining about the armor and then asking for the TV to be on, Raijn reply and comply, and stepping into the cave, setting her staff near by as she claimed a spot, she said, "Because if it wasn't heavy, it would be light armor? You should increase your strength, that might help" She added with a shrug.

She looked to the TV, "Anything interesting?"