[ now that she is free from his grip, and gives the two of them space, jinx feels she can breath normally again. note to self: bash the boy savior the next time he gets that close again. because something about it felt as if her heart was ready to flutter into a heart attack. trauma, maybe? ... definitely trauma, and she'll simply chalk it up as that.

her expression twist into irritation again over his yet another question. why does she have to be the one to fill him in? jinx would rather prefer he fend for himself, and get into big trouble all on his own. but of course, not TOO big of a trouble, because it's her job to cause real damage to the bug. after all, she saw him first. anyone can have beef with him, but he is definitely off-limits when it comes to snatches off his wings. the girl scoffs again, and waves her hand up in the air. ]

Beats me. Santa, I guess? Apparently, he's some kind of fat guy that brings stuff from home if you wish hard enough or...I dunno, be good or something. There's a lot of Runeterra crap stranded here.

Your bugs, blast cones, some honey fruits, I've shot some Raptors, those funny Razorfins, and I've found some Topsider fancy schmancy jewelry at the docks once. That's about all I've seen in this joint. But I haven't explored all of this world, so who knows!!