[she side-eyes a glance to her sister after she moves, noticing she is now deciding to sit beside her rather than hoisting her younger up. in which is greatly appreciated. jinx listens attentively to vi's words, rolling to her side with her back facing outward, and now facing her sister's hip. it's unfortunate her hand is currently a fin, but that doesn't necessarily stop her from stretching over to her sister's wardrobe, and pluck off any lint or fuzz she sees.]

If I know me, and I know me ninety percent of the time, I did it because I'm trying to get you to live your life. Move on, get a mansion, get married, have Vi and Caitlyn babies, the works.

[the symbol continues to snatch fluff and a few strand hairs, by judging of the color, it's her sister's.]

I'm gonna get in the way of that. So what if Cupcake and I have some understanding, that's not gonna last and you know it. She says she's all tired, yeahyeahyeah, and junk, but one month or two of relaxation and that lady will be getting headshots with her eyes closed. ... Or she won't need to with her fancy bullet powers. Who needs a gun when you can just control metal?

[she scoffs a slight envy breath, murmuring:]

Puh... — it's cheating, is what that is.