[ she has to offer half a smile, at the notion of not "being very social" -- mostly because inej feels the same. and once the brush pile reaches a respectable amount, inej begins to search her clothes for a piece of flint she found prior to akvos, sealed away in a pocket. hopefully it isn't too damp to create a spark. ]

I am not very social either.

[ in reassurance, knocking the pieces of stone together to try and create some amount of spark. ]

I'm not sure if I would call it shy, but I would rather be alone, sometimes, than surrounded by people. Being an introvert, maybe?