As the start of the class stretched on Jinny was perhaps the only one to notice as Jinx withdrew. She stayed seated, but here eyes were wide open and bright as she scanned the room. It was clear she could feel that itch on the back of her neck that someone was watching. This wasn’t perhaps unexpected; Jinx wasn’t the only one doing this after all. But the manic sort of energy around the pinkette faded, and she was tensed ready to bolt in an instant.

The only person that Jinx didn’t scrutinize was Jinny, but even then, she wasn’t ignored either. Acknowledged, but set aside mentally.

The soft breaking of the building tension was a boon, no one reacted harshly to Miss Queen’s unveiling.

Jinx herself simply took a deep breath, and flexed her hand for a moment. Soft pink sparks dancing around her fingers. Before she took out a notebook and pencil and started taking attentive notes. But while it was clear that Jinx was not one to slack when it came to learning, it was also clear that she was not one to put herself out there either, or least not one to put herself out there without a potential reward for it.