Hunting for herbs(open)

Kirin glanced around the hideout, taking everything in, marking a few quick escape routes and finding only one. Ah, well, she thought. You can't expect to find everything in less than five seconds. She supposed she'll have to poke around later when she had more time - when the tracker jackers were gone. Although they couldn't see the hideout, their prescence was still making her nervous.

She watched as Tom headed inside his room, but not after he muttered a quick statement toward them. Kirin pressed her lips together, then turned to face Mollee. Sure, she was grateful for Tom bringing them to his hideout - especially when the point of a hideout was for secrecy - but it could help that he told him a little bit more about himself. And the hideout too. "I have no clue," Kirin admitted, answering Mollee's question. "I doubt this is new though, and I doubt he built it by himself." She jerked her head toward the strip of duct tape on the wall. "Do you think that has something to do with it?" It was a lucky guess anyhow, but Kirin didn't want to ask Tom about it.