Trinity had returned her full attention to her harp, once James left her company. She only barely noticed a man step out of the building in front of her, though her attention lifted as Penny conjured fire. "Arara?" Her hands stopped momentarily, but it continues to play, repeating from when she started playing before. Her hands go back to making the motions, though when Penny calls to her, the minstrel stiffens. "Someone gave me something?"

"Unless someone put something in my pocket, I don't think I have anything like that." She couldn't let herself get involved. It was too dangerous for a lone traveler like herself, and she never said she wanted to join, either. They just assumed that. "Besides, you're a bit busy to be worrying about others right now, aren't you?"