Jynx's feral-looking eyes darted towards the scuffle off to the side, her neck turning with animalistic speed and precision. She observed for a short moment, before deciding that it was none of her concern right now.<br/><br/>As the lizard's tail (its last part) slithered between her lips and down her throat, the girl slowly stood, and slowly lowered her arm, though she did not retract the blade that extended from it. "You're cute," she said softly. Her voice was an anomoly... she sounded smart. Her voice was smooth and shockingly normal, though it had ghastly undertones that expressed the monster within.<br/><br/>Her eyes then turned to the bag of chips in Becca's hands, but paused there only briefly. They were not flesh, and therefore they were not good for the body. They would not make Jynx stronger.<br/><br/>"Rebecca," she growled quietly. Those eyes sunk into the inexperienced wastelander's soul like venomous fangs. Her interest was clear, and it was unnerving. "Jynx."<br/><br/>Finally, her eyes turned back to the masked man, and she bared her bloody teeth again -- this time in a faint snarl.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>