Swiftcurrent Creek Fresh cut grass, one cold beer

Jinx confirmed that his guess had, indeed as he had silently suspected, been correct. She had been suggesting moving, and further more presented him with ample reasons for her newest desire. Ira listened to them silently, considering them and finding them to be satisfactory though, in truth, he would have followed Jinx anyway. It was true that he didn’t need her like he once had, at six months he was capable of taking care of himself yet, she was the closest thing to a mother, hell the closest thing to a friend Ira had, and he had sworn that he would not abandon her. “If they continue to meddle in the new place, I will see to their destruction,” Ira murmured with a cruel sneer, knowing that if their destruction wasn’t required then he could poison them, or something. He was clever enough to find a way. Subtly, it had been Ira’s way of saying that he would go with her though it had never been in question. “Yes,” Ira nearly hissed, letting out a sigh that was not aimed at Jinx but instead Bones despite that the girl was far away from them. “I am cursed, I know I am. I have to be and she doesn’t seem to understand that even liking me a little bit is dangerous.” At this point, he wasn’t really looking for answers from Jinx, simply, it had been a small measure of relief to get it off of his chest, both about Bones and his curse - of which he had never spoken to Jinx about before.

“It doesn’t matter now, anyway. We’ll leave and she’ll be a forgotten memory as I am sure I will be.” The prospect was exciting, and made him gleeful if only because he considered he’d be getting away from Jace whom since their two day sentence Ira had avoided like the literal plague because there was a mutual understanding that they would only stand so much of one another before someone finally did something.