The dim, amber light of Silco’s office painted everything in moody shadows. Jinx sprawled across his desk, swinging her legs over the side while tinkering with a grenade in her lap. The rhythmic clink of tools and her humming filled the room. She paused now and then, glancing at the door.

“Ugh, where is he?” she muttered, her tone hovering between impatience and excitement. Her boots thudded against the desk as she leaned back, imagining what “something special” could mean. A new weapon? A shiny gadget? Maybe even something fun to blow up!

Finally, the office door creaked open, and she shot upright, her mismatched eyes alight with anticipation.

“Finally!” Jinx exclaimed, hopping off the desk in one fluid motion. Her hands clapped together as she darted toward the door. “So? What’d you bring me, huh? Some cool loot? A new blaster?”

Silco stepped inside, his sharp silhouette framed by the dull glow of the hallway. His usual calm demeanor was intact, but instead of holding a package or unveiling some dangerous contraption, he held… a small, trembling hand.

Jinx skidded to a halt, her grin faltering. “Wait, what… what is that?” She squinted, leaning forward to get a better look at the small figure peeking out from behind Silco