( raising her eyebrows and flattening out her lips, she does a "okay, here goes" type of expression before leaning right to it. she's not entirely sure if she should just do it in dabs or press and hold, but for now she'll just do a quick touch here and there, cleaning off any excess blood off his chest. and jinx figures instead of tending to him in silence, maybe she can distract his mind with a story or some other things she encountered while being here. )

I'm joinin' this club called, "Teenagers With Abilities and Talents". I dunno what we're gonna do in it though. I guess show off our skills or somethin'.

( once that cloth/cotton ball is overfilled with blood, jinx reaches for a fresh one -- applies it with alcohol again, then returns back to the next bullet wound. )

I met a guy who has laser beam eyes. It was so cool seein' him just ka-plow stuff just by looking!