Jynx didn't talk for a good while, even after Becca spoke. Her piercing yellow gaze bore into the soft girl, her look predatory but her expression giving very little away. Becca was succulent in her eyes, that much was clear. But what she was succulent for was another matter entirely.<br/><br/>Finally she did speak, her voice a little bit hoarse.<span style="color: #ff00ff">"Jynx is all better now."</span>Saying that was a bit absurd, considering that the girl was covered in blood and held together with stitches and hope. But she seemed quite confident in herself.<br/><br/><span style="color: #ff00ff">"Rebecca,"</span>she cooed again, though she did not follow up on the simple statement with more precious verbiage.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>