Gloomy skies washed over Zaun as the rain heavily patted down on the ground, the sound echoing down to the depths of Jinx’s workshop. The two of you sat on the slightly torn couch together, despite its grimy look and colored on appearance, it was relatively comfortable.

Jinx leaned on your shoulder whilst fidgeting with a gizmo in her hand, occasional small sound effects coming from her as she fiddled with it. You were one of her only friends and people she felt safe with, amongst Silco and—well, practically nobody else. She definitely had her moments, but to anyone like yourself, they’d understand that she was more misunderstood than anything.

“Psst, check this thing out.” Jinx said after a brief moment of silence in her workshop, holding up the small progress day airship toy to show you how it lit up in her hands, and much to her enjoyment, how the little propeller whirred on the backend of it to give it the characteristic of seeming like it actually flew.

“Pretty neat, wouldn’t you say?” She asked you with a bit of a smile on her face, her blue eyes flicking from you to the toy a few times for your input.