Action; paiiiiiinnnnnnnnnnn

[He tolerated the affection in his usual manner, subtly leaning into the brief press of their cheeks and no more than that. He expected that Jinx understood the gesture, minor though it may be. He knew they were going to need the natives on board for some of this; well, even when they hated the Chosen, many times enough money would convince them to work.]

Suffer, obviously.

[His head moved back a few centimeters when suddenly there was a chip invading his personal space. He sighed and lifted a hand to try to take it from Jinx. Yes, yes, he would eat, daughter.]

Alright, I understand your point.