[Jinx lets her go, though her eyes follow after Rin, head tilted to one side as she considers her skittish new friend.]
Pens, chants, and willingness to jump on all sorts of things, [Jinx confirms, counting the items off on her fingers--one, two, three.
But what conclusion has she jumped to? She has to backtrack her thoughts to try and sort that out.] What do you mean, though, you don't wanna be friends?
[Jinx's brow furrows, lips twisting to one side in a sort of displeased pout. She shouldn't be surprised, really. It's not a good idea to be her friend. Bad things would happen.] I mean. I guess. You probably shouldn't. I'm not a good person to be friends with.
[Stormclouds crowd in among her thoughts, jagged through with bolts of neon lightning, stabbing into her brain, reminding her of all the reasons no one should be friends with her.
One: You'll end up dead.
Two: You'll end up dead.
Three: You'll end up dead.
Four: ... ]
I didn't ask you, [Jinx snaps at an empty patch of air to her right.]
cw: mental illness episode, specifically scizophrenia and hallucinations
Pens, chants, and willingness to jump on all sorts of things, [Jinx confirms, counting the items off on her fingers--one, two, three.
But what conclusion has she jumped to? She has to backtrack her thoughts to try and sort that out.] What do you mean, though, you don't wanna be friends?
[Jinx's brow furrows, lips twisting to one side in a sort of displeased pout. She shouldn't be surprised, really. It's not a good idea to be her friend. Bad things would happen.] I mean. I guess. You probably shouldn't. I'm not a good person to be friends with.
[Stormclouds crowd in among her thoughts, jagged through with bolts of neon lightning, stabbing into her brain, reminding her of all the reasons no one should be friends with her.
One: You'll end up dead.
Two: You'll end up dead.
Three: You'll end up dead.
Four: ... ]
I didn't ask you, [Jinx snaps at an empty patch of air to her right.]