[ the first glimpse of light makes jinx blink back tears from the brightness, but the relief it brings is immeasurable. the pill she'd recklessly swallowed had in some way, swallowed her up in pain and fire and now....? ? the rush of being alive, being able to see and get moving again makes her laugh weakly as the ice opens up her coffin.

as soon as she's able, she crawls out of the coffin. being relatively small helps here, and once she's out she dusts the earth and dust off her clothes and looks towards her apparent savior. ]

Jeez, that was awful. Glad to be outta there. I'm -- [ a beat. [ Jinx.

[ and yes, apparently her name continues to be quite fitting if the die rolls have anything to say about it. she takes a couple of deep breaths to re-orient herself and shakes out her hair. ]

You seriously fell through the roof? [ she looks up, halfway expecting the roof to be over her head, but only sees the cellar ceiling. What's the deal with this MOss King any how? Allergic to just lettin' people into his house the regular boring way?

[ ... okay, so now that she's put it that way, maybe this is slightly relatable, even if it does nothing to endear her to the patron humerian at all. ]