Becca arched an eyebrow at Fanya. Her curiosity was getting the best of her and she wondered what her new employer was up to. When the doors closed leaving her alone with Jynx she was both nervous and excited. She stepped toward the crouching girl slowly, crouching down and reaching a tentative hand forward to raise Jynx's chin so she could get a better look. She was ready to hang her hand away at the slightest sign of aggression but she knew her position was a hopeless one. She knew how much better Jynx's reflexes were than her own. She might be able to pull her hand back but the girl would be on her well before she could regain her footing much less get any distance.<br/><br/>At least the irony was that she might get mauled in an emergency room. That was something at least. Still, she managed a sincere smile.<span style="color: indigo"> "I was worried sick about you. I'm glad you pulled through. Feeling okay?" </span>She said, her voice moving a little too fast, giving away her nervousness. The smile never faltered on her face. She was actually very glad that Jynx made it, even if some of the group might not share her opinions. Becca was sure that even though Jynx had her... eccentricities that there was hope for her. Also, as she did with most of the group, she owed Jynx her life. There was no simply walking away from that, not for her anyways.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>