Leaving what friendly face he'd found wasn't his first choice, necessarily, but not exploring the island at all seemed beyond dumb. A little walk into the brush turned into following a slight path and then the sound of a female voice...talking to herself? Maybe. It was potentially another friendly face, so he was going to take the direction while he had it.

He's just about come up behind her when there's a stumble from her ahead and a shriek and Jet's instincts kick in, sending him rushing forward...and almost directly into a stream of fire. "What the-!"

He looks down at the angry colorful bird and the tumbled branch near its nest. Ah. "Yeah, I might spit fire too if someone almost crush my home."

Jet turns towards the woman and offers a hand out to her as he moves to put himself a bit more between her and the bird. Not all of his cybernetics seemed to be functioning how they should, but he was reasonably sure his fire-resistance was still working. "Hey. You alright there?"