Inamar's adapations to the intense tropical forest they're pushing through are primarily twofold. She hikes up her shirt, rolling it up and tucking it into itself to expose her blue-pattern-covered midriff to deal with the heat and cloying humidity. Then, she quickly learns that the easiest path through the jungle is the path that NR4ZN has been on first. The machine mashes undergrowth, snaps branches and vines, and scares nasty crawlies away...leaving a path that's almost as good as paved. Though it's not exactly a brisk pace, it's easy going, and she hums pleasantly to herself as she trails the 'zoder, occasionally prodding the ground with her new-carved staff to make sure it's not too muddy.