Flin rose from his bunk, as the Caravan made it's way through Arcadia. He casually walked through the front of the caravan, and climbed up the ladder behind the benches near Marylin on the right side. He reached the roof of the caravan, but he didn't rush it. He didn't want to lose his balance and fall off, after all. The man slowly made his way towards one of the benches and sat down, having a good view of everything further ahead. 

[i][color=92278f]'Quite a sight to behold. I should be able to spot a lot of stuff at large distances away from up here.'[/color][/i] He thought. He wasn't too keen on speaking to anyone else, unless someone actually went up there with him. He didn't have a good impression on anyone besides Daelin so far. Despite this, he didn't like being bored, so he figured he might as well be a look-out for now. He grabbed his guitar, and began to softly play music on it. It was an adventurous, mysterious theme.