( while ange is shouting, jinx remains perfectly still; hands not leaving off her hips. her back continues to face the camera and it's difficult to tell if she is listening to her friend's frustration with her. and even when she's done yelling, the teenager is silent and the dead air between them fills and thickens with every second that passes. but finally, jinx does move -- her hand cocking back to at the device except now with a different expression. the goof-off carefree look has disappeared and a dark, cold, and haunting stare is in its place. )

Us?

( she repeats, voice icy and distant... like she just adopted a whole new personality. or maybe this side of her had always been lingering around, but never had a reason to show itself. the true jinx self, the murderous side of herself -- silco's prodigy. )

Don't lump me with the parasites. They could've died, but I wouldn't. I have the means to survive and to blow up anything and anyone who's stupid enough to go up against me.

( eventually, she spins around fully, her stance still remaining. )

I single-handedly caused a war, Ange. By myself. And I'm not a magic user or a God. So don't compare to me to all of these suckers who claim to be all big and mighty and yet they got picked off. So what exactly do you want me to stop and think about, huh? Enlighten me, Butterfly.