[ Speaking of patience and Jinx's lack thereof, she skips right past Silco, a whirlwind of motion hurtling in the direction of her door. Once or twice, she turns to cajole Silco into hurrying— ] Come on! [ —without any expectation of success.
As the door comes into focus, Jinx begins to make out the the words carved into it. Some are scratched out, as if whoever carved them couldn't decide which name to use. In all caps and jagged lettering, JINX remains. She turns the handle and the door swings out onto the expanse of a large propeller blade. She recognizes the space immediately, despite some differences.
When she hears Silco's footsteps, she turns around wearing a confused expression. ] Is it supposed to look like my cave?
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As the door comes into focus, Jinx begins to make out the the words carved into it. Some are scratched out, as if whoever carved them couldn't decide which name to use. In all caps and jagged lettering, JINX remains. She turns the handle and the door swings out onto the expanse of a large propeller blade. She recognizes the space immediately, despite some differences.
When she hears Silco's footsteps, she turns around wearing a confused expression. ] Is it supposed to look like my cave?