( A moment passes wherein her expression does not change from its carefully schooled blankness. Where her eyes track over Jinx, and she gives no indication one way or another what she's thinking, until — )

Fine.

( It's declared decisively, abruptly. )

Deal. You help me, I help you. I can keep watch while you sleep. No shady bullshit. But- ( Pause for emphasis, so she's perfectly clear: ) If you fuck me over, I will kill you.

( Riddle her with all the bullets you want, they won't help.

Not that she can imagine right now how the other girl might go about doing aforementioned fucking over, but. It's the principal. It's on record. )