[ five months. a new 'ally' in a battle against an unknown enemy who aligned themselves with the Pilties - or, at the very least, people like them. hextech-that-wasn't-hextech. people who could wield the elements without the aid of any devices or gadgets or machinations she could see.

Jinx's grip on the sword grows tighter for a moment as she watches Kaeya's retreat, something complicated and distracted and not-quite-there in her eyes. is she trying to decide what to make of him? how he fits in to this whole thing? absolutely. is she getting anywhere? that's to be determined, but the fact he's dismissing himself means that she'll have to find time for 20 questions later.

...it's Silco's turn, now. ]

So... I hatched out of a crystal, got an ice sword, that guy just froze a giant wave of water, Runeterra and Zaun are gone, Sevika isn't here and now we're in some dungeon with cult guys. Am I missing anything, Silco?

[ her voice carries an edge of DONE, stress, picking up speed the further she goes on in this admittedly succinct summary of her time on Horos so far.

is she rapidly approaching meltdown territory? maybe just a little.

and now she's armed, so. like.

haha. ]