[ jinx doesn't move an inch, eyes closed, as if she suddenly decided to take in the sun's rays. and given this girl's whacky antics, she might have settled to spontaneously to do that after a crash landing like that. her mind always goes from one thing to the next, never staying stationary because it'll get boring otherwise.

but when a familiar voice sings in her ears, her eyelids jolt open — her pinks glistening in a startle. are the dead playing tricks on her again, or has her favorite plaything finally made his appearance? the girl cranks her head back to look over at ekko, an upside down view of the fellow zaunite, but he seems to be real. not purple, pink, or green. ]

Aha! — There you are, Boy Savior.... I've been waiting for you to come back.

[ with the ominous tone she uses, it's hard to distinguish if it's a pleasant wait or...she is ready to strike wait. all in all, the teenager bounces up to her feet then shoos any excess sand off her frame. ]

I've done some new adjustments to my board. And it's not exactly doing what I want it to do. Weird, huh?

[ grinning big and a strut in her step, she hikes on pass him to retrieve the half-buried sand hoverboard. ]

Like it has a mind of its own, heh, as if it can do that! [ she pauses in mid-step, thinking. ] .... Or can it?