Flin got in a bunk on the bottom right, and said nothing else. He gave a nod at Daelin and smirked. At least [i]he[/i] had some respect for strategy, the ability to think on his own. The wilds were unpredictable, and this whole mission could go south at any point. They would need that skill. He simply wanted to learn more about the wilds, and this was another opportunity to do it.