[He sighed from his nose at her stammering, and he shook his head as he sat back to observe her. He liked to think that he knew her well enough to understand what her issues were, but this world had definitely injected a certain discord that he didn't enjoy having to navigate. Jinx had always been close with him, and he preferred it that way.

However, this place was not the Undercity, and people didn't know or understand either of their history. They were all a bit odd, so thus people seemed to far more welcoming to many of Jinx's normal antics. She had friends her own age, not people who gave ground to her because they all worked for him. She had connected with (argh) boys, and that was trouble.

Still, she had always been an affectionate person with those who had earned her trust. It was how she wormed into his heart, of course. He had limitations to his own physical affection, but she also was the only person to regularly shove him out of his comfort zone. He disliked seeing her in pain, especially if it was something he could help her with.

The fact that that sister was here was a constant threat in the back of his mind. It forced him to reassess how he operated sometimes.]

If you aren't planning on an open invitation for friends, we can forego the couch. The other one is big enough for the both of us if we move the back cushions off.

[He began to put away the medical supplies.]

More blankets may be necessary though.