Jinny looked up at the woman who was looking at her, keeping her dark eyed gaze steady. "Hi." She adjusted her backpack slightly, wishing she didn't have to crane her head so far to look up at these people. One day she'd be taller. "This is a weird place for a hideout." She looked around briefly, at all the fine things. "I mean, it's pretty on the inside, but... what if it rains a lot? Then water would come in, right?" She'd hidden in a lot of places her life, but never the sewer. Not out of any sort of pride, only for the fact that she feared and hated rats.

"So... what do I call you?"