Jinx would pop open the bottle and dry swallow two pills from within it before she would speak up again. “I’ve got gel packs in a drawer that work as both heating pack and ice pack. Microwave for heat, freezer for ice.” She’d say before letting out another breath, the tension slipping from her at the same time.

After a second Jinx would hike up her skirt and Jinny would see the faintest sparkle of pink as Jinx ran a finger down her left thigh. A moment later, and the barest of shifting in her seat and Jinx’s leggings would tear apart. It was the softest application of her power that Jinny had seen.

Though that revelation was quickly overshadowed by the sight of Jinx’s knee. It had swollen, badly, it was now slightly wider than her thigh and was an angry cherry red, which stood out starkly with her gray skin. Walking with it must have been agony, but her black leggings, and the length of her skirt, made it easy to miss. So long as she had been walking slowly.

Jinx, upon seeing the state of her leg, just let out a soft hiss, but stayed sitting.