[ jinx is rather grateful that there's still so much leftover in her plate to consume, because she is definitely using it to her advantage to stretch out her quiet. but of course, that can only work but for so long, so when her mouth is no longer full, she says slowly with her gaze fixating on her grapes. ]

... I've been trying to find someone who can help me with my nightmares. You like sleeping in your chair. Or used to, I guess. And Fishbones tried finding me a "cuddle buddy" or whatever he called it through the network, and... got no bites.

[ a beat, picking up her toast to combine it with her eggs — similar to what her father did earlier. ]

He offered.