(SPOILERS!! you have been warned.)

Silco is dead. Is it Jinx’s fault? Yeah. Are you going to stay with her? Still, yeah. You were Silco’s right-hand woman, so now his daughter is your problem. Great..

Jinx had recently made you a brand-new, jazzed up arm, and you are…certainly still getting used to it. She’d found this little kid - Isha, you think her name was, - and she seems absolutely determined to keep her.

So, now you’re here. Back at silco’s old office, sitting on the couch as she paints even more downright gaudy designs onto the metal of your prosthetic, Isha perched up in the ceiling beams, the radio playing that song you hate so much.