[ once her head is cushioned onto her lap, jinx rests her fin along it, giving her gentle strokes to help ease her sister's mind. a tiny smirk develops on her face too, and while she is still on the fence of caitlyn being the other's lifelong partner, it's something that she is learning to accept. steadily, but better than nothing at all. ]

She'll somehow take out her thumbs, and then you'll come crying to me to build her new ones. And I'm not doing it for free.

[ jinx continues to caress along her sister's locks, the smirk being short-lived as it coils into a light frown. ]

So what now? — About us, I mean. What do we do?