[ the smile, once warm, and still is, now growing shorter and maybe even a little stiff. and although her expression sinks into something else entirely, she doesn't cease soothing him with caressing his damaged cheek with her thumb. jinx works her lips for a moment before confessing — her voice almost as low as a whisper: ]

I... don't know who I am right now. [ this must be painful for silco to hear, but she has to be truthful to herself and him. ] — I thought I got rid of Powder, but then... I learned through Isha that... that Powder wasn't so bad, after all. So I killed Jinx.

[ a small beat as she sighs, bending forward to plant a kiss to his forehead. ]

But then after a while, I found out... being just Powder didn't feel right, either. Not at all the way. So I dunno. I'm calling myself "Jinx" 'cause that's what I'm used to, and what everyone calls me. But... am I Jinx? Or Powder? ... Maybe. Maybe I'm both.

But... yeah. You came to me when I wanted to waste away forever. [ she huffs out a chuckle while her hand skates off his cheek, then down to his hand. ] I, uh, never did thanked you for stopping by.