Into the apartment! Fairly simple but nice: a kitchenette and entertaining space with a little table at a window and a rather ancient-looking couch. Stove, sinkful of dishes, fridge. Big squashy beanbags on the floor. Piles of magazines, a heap of tossed-together jewellery on one of the counters, metal boxes stacked against one wall. A disassembled Zapper sits on the window table, atop what looks like a half-done schematic or maybe a piece of abstract art. 

Jinx's gaze flicks through the corners of the room, then she turns to Ruava with a smile. "Welcome home. It's got running water, central heating, and electricity seven days of ten. Don't trust the fridge unless it's got a block of ice in it, but otherwise the place is pretty decent."

"It's a nice place," she says. "And I wouldn't know what to trust a fridge with anyway."

"It's supposed to keep things cold, but it's not very good at it. Anyway, for tonight you can sleep on the couch, or I should have a spare futon I can toss down in the middle of the room if you think that'd be more comfy. I have a ton of spare blankets, do you want like a heavy quilt or something.... Oh, you kind of just appeared, are you even tired? I have no idea what time of day it was where you came from." 

"It was a little after sunset, but I might as well start sleeping on a local-ish schedule, right? Couch plus blanket works fine."

"Do you want a heavy comforter, or something lighter, or...?" 

She considers the temperature. "Yeah, let's go with the heavy blanket. I like to be cozy."

"One heavy blanket coming right up!" Jinx darts into the bedroom for a moment. 

The blanket is indeed heavy and voluminous and snuggly, in a deep burgundy color that definitely doesn't match the couch. 

"Here you go."

"That is an amazing blanket," says Ruava, accepting it. She is rather engulfed. "I love it."

"Big snuggly blankets are definitely on my list of things that are great. Want a second one? They've got down in them, they are just the best." 

"Just one of them is already almost more blanket than I can handle," she says, laughing. "Look at me. I'm the coziest person alive."

She flumphs on the couch and nestles in the blanket so only her face pokes out.

Jinx giggles. "Okay, that is amazingly cute. Careful, or I might decide to keep you."

Ruava grins. "I'm not necessarily opposed to being kept."

Jinx blushes. And retreats into her bedroom, trailing a string of 'nope nope too tired for this shut up fishbones yes I know she's cute!' 

Her voice drifts in from around the corner. "Goodnight!" 

"Goodnight!" giggles Ruava from her blanket nest.

"Yep, goodnight!" 

There's a sound of rustling covers, and then the lights go out. 

Ruava curls up in her wonderfully cozy blanket nest and goes to sleep.

Eventually, morning arrives.

And Ruava remains cozy. She should maybe get up or something, but actually she thinks she will just snuggle this glorious blanket until she sees Jinx.

Jinx sits at the window table, staring out into the city with a pen in one hand. She doesn't seem to have noticed Ruava's awake yet. 

There's Jinx! Ruava pokes her head out of her nest. "Good morning."

Jinx blinks. 

"Sorry, what?"

She giggles. "Good morning!"

"Good morning! Sorry, was lost in thought. You need a lot of sleep, don't you? I had time to build an entire gun while you were out." 

Jinx grins, and picks up her spare Zapper from where it was sitting on the table. This one glows pink!

"They're that quick to build? Wow, now I want to learn how to do that."

"Well, most of the work is in getting the right parts, and I had this one mostly done already. But yeah! If you want someone to help you learn to make guns, I am totally your girl. Pow-Pow is one hundred percent mine. Now that I think of it, have I shown you her?"