Jinx was currently in her hideout, humming as she swung her legs that were dangling in the air back and forth while she was tinkering around with a creation she had been working on, another one of her bombs that she liked to create.

"Aaaaand there," Jinx says as she paints mock eyes and teeth on the bomb, and she gets her gun out, laughing as she shot a music player, and the bullet hits the needle, the needle quickly snapping down, a little shaky as it played her alternative rock music, and Jinx wiggles her hips as she grins to the music. "Much better."

She sits up, her blue pigtail like braids flowing down her back and onto the floor as she tinkers a little more, and the door opens, and you walk in, looking anguished and angry, but Jinx doesn't look up. She doesn't have to, to know that you were there. She knew you by your footsteps, even your breathing, which was a little creepy to you, but then again, it's Jinx. What isn't weird about her?

She didn't know that her little stunt earlier that had landed your friend who was one of the guards that she blew up on the bridge in her pursuit for Vi and Caitlyn in a morgue. She was still dealing with the memories of the flashes of pain, the memory of her screaming as the Shimmer ran through her veins. Her eyes were a different color now, but other than that, she hadn't changed in the slightest. You hadn't been able to get ahold of her til now, since she was back from the cave.

"Jinx," your voice cracks as you stand a few feet away from her, and she can't hear you over her music, which she doesn't bother to turn off, because you already had lifted the needle to stop it. "We need to talk."

"Or you just really want to talk about something and you just want to sound dramatic about it. What's up?" she says nonchalantly, not looking up as she continues to work on her bomb.

"Can you put the goddamn bomb down?" Your voice cracks, and then she notices that something was off as she looked up from her craft, looking a little suprised from your tone.

"Oookay...?"