[ Or maybe it's the fact that your dad knows that if he just barged in, that this would be another fight β and that's if she isn't with someone else. In Zaun, he would have just walked in, taken it as his right to do so, but Jinx is... different. Her shape is bigger than the one he'd always put her in. The edges of her don't align with what he thinks of as his daughter.
It leaves him aimless, and scrambling to find a ways for her to fit back in the box he'd always had for her.
It's like she's becoming bigger than what he'd ever expected of her. ]
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It leaves him aimless, and scrambling to find a ways for her to fit back in the box he'd always had for her.
It's like she's becoming bigger than what he'd ever expected of her. ]
Jinx.
[ He says, door already opened, slipping in. ]
You know we need to talk.
[ An understatement. ]