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€Â đąilco doesnt look back at her right away , silently staring out the intricate window . â you know i prefer to hear it from YOU , jinx , â he states , turning to face the young woman perched on his desk , that usual sulken look on her features when plans go awry , â what happened ?? â thumb finds his tongue , taking a couple step closer , reaching to wipe some dirt from her face .Â
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€â didnt get yourself TOO roughed up , i hope . â theres concern for her on his face , not on his features , but visible in his mismatched eyes . jinx is far too old for him to baby her like he used to , but he doesnt hold any less worry for her health than he did back then .
      â  No,  Iâm fine.  â   Her own hand dismisses his,  finally planting herself atop the desk while she furiously fidgets with the pen.    â  But if she would stop questioning  everything I do,  that would be great.   I mean I almost had it !   I almost had them.   But she had to step in my way.   â   Arms wave furiously,  pen tossed in frustration as she leans back against the desk,  hanging her head upside down.    â   I just wanted to send a message,  you know ?   Nothing was in that warehouse that we needed.   She made me drop my new bomb and someone  got away.   â