[Jinora's sitting on the fringes of the party. She's wearing a new sweater-- without her bending, she can't regulate her body temperature with breathing alone.
She also looks miserable. It's been days and she still hasn't found the monster that took her bending. But if the party is drawing out the monsters, maybe she'll find it. (And then what? It's not like she can fight like this.)
So she's people-watching right now, her calm nature overtaken by melancholy.]