<span style="color: #ff00ff">"...You don't actually have to get dressed."</span>Jynx grunted, followed by a distinct glare that said "and you'd better not".<br/><br/>After that, she pounced up beside Darion, her blades extended.<br/><br/>Situations like this were... kind of hard. One of the few instances when the split-minded cannibal felt unsure of herself. She was here to kill, and she knew it. But she'd probably get in trouble if she killed too much, or the wrong people. So she had to keep herself in check.<br/><br/>But when every single person you see is a viable target, it can be hard to distinguish who should or shouldn't be killed, when someone wasn't directly holding her leash.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>