( a small snort but a chuckle. like she would ever call him for that. although... she might, you never know. the smile gives him is warm -- a rare sight since she doesn't show it except for vi these days. there's a quick thought on whether or not she should say this next thing to him. because something tells her it'll be a slipper slope for her if she does. but when isn't jinx falling over herself? when hasn't things come bite her in ass with all of her decision makings?
[That name, those words, it hits something inside of him and he smiles, genuinely. It's small, but it's very much there. He shakes his head, holds up two fingers as a goodbye and cuts the feed before he does something that is too much for him right then, like starting the conversation all over again or calling her "Pow Pow."
One step at a time. He's not wanting to go backwards, only forward. And maybe here--in this crazy fucked up world that somehow isn't Zaun--Jinx and he can walk the same path for a while again. Maybe.]
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ah, fuck it. )
... Night, Little Man.
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One step at a time. He's not wanting to go backwards, only forward. And maybe here--in this crazy fucked up world that somehow isn't Zaun--Jinx and he can walk the same path for a while again. Maybe.]