You have never seen Jinx act like this with someone else; acting so carefree, relaxed, content. Ever since Isha arrived in both your lives, it took her no time to reveal her true personality to the quiet child. Isha seemed to idolatrize the blue-haired girl, clearly wanting to be like her —which showed in the way she was adapting Jinx’s movements and even behavior—, and it was something that made Jinx feel so comfortable. You left the two of them alone this morning to go and take care of something with Sevika, and the sight that welcomed you to Jinx’s hideout made your heart melt.

Isha was sitting on the tub, covering her eyes with her small hands, while the older girl stood behind her; painting her hair with a quite questionable-looking blue dye. You slowly approached them and placed your hands on Jinx's waist, resting your chin on her shoulder. "Whatcha think?" She asked you, moving one of her stained hands away from Isha's hair to scratch the back of her neck —a gesture she did whenever she was thinking about something—.