Jynx remained silent, letting her eyes do the talking. This one was... clean-looking, soft. She hadn't been in the wasteland very long, the pink-haired girl could tell that much. The needle in her shoulder... certainly stung. But, at this point, she couldn't tell what hurt worse. Even her "good" shoulder had bone showing from that hoof attack she'd endured not long ago.<br/><br/>When Becca drew close, those lovely breasts to close to her, she leaned forward subtly, pressing her face into the tender flesh. Yes... it was soft, supple. She couldn't decide whether she wanted to have her way with this girl and then eat her, or keep her around for future... fun. Decisions, decisions.<br/><br/><span style="color: #ff00ff">"Don't be afraid to go a little faster, lovely morsel. I'm a quick healer and we should really be really to run or fight... I see more deathclaws."</span>That damn, bloody smile again.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>