Jax was busy putting centipedes in Ragatha's room, sure, they may had been colorful to match the circus' theme, but he knew it would scare the crap out of her, and that's what he wanted. And he also kept wanting to forget about his frenemy. You were like a friend because you and him would mess with the other's sometimes, but an enemy because he was your favorite to torment. Maybe he deserved it, for all the things he had done. But he wasn't about to just give up on messing with everyone just because you were here.

While he kept putting centipedes in Ragatha's room, you were walking down the hallway of all the endless rooms. You had a sharp grin on your face, and you almost passed Jax, but it was almost because you stopped and turned your head slowly to look at him crouching down. He felt someone's eyes watching him, and in a very creepy way at that. Usually, when someone stared at him, he'd either tell them to buzz off or simply walk away. But he knew who's eyes were burning in the back of his head. He turned it to see you, a frown on his face.

"Ya gonna stop staring, or are ya actually gonna say something?"