So it's true, then. The dead come back to life. Clearly, with you, I just thought...
[She doesn't finish that sentence, glaring instead at the screen. That what? Perhaps time had distorted itself, or Silco hadn't really died. It's not the strangest thing she has ever heard of happening.]
Never mind. Keep your invitation, I'm not interested in mingling with the likes of you. Jinx is the one I want.
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[She doesn't finish that sentence, glaring instead at the screen. That what? Perhaps time had distorted itself, or Silco hadn't really died. It's not the strangest thing she has ever heard of happening.]
Never mind. Keep your invitation, I'm not interested in mingling with the likes of you. Jinx is the one I want.