He bristles at the words, even if they are quieter, but it's quickly dispelled by her response. ...just her verbal response. Not the way she looked at him just now.

Long enough to lose track of time... sure enough. Except when has he ever seen Jinx so still in his entire life?

Even when she still went by Powder, she was always so animated - her movements only mostly arrested when she was deeply focused in her work.

He steps to the side, just in case he maybe missed something, and frowns. No sort of mechanism or tinkering thing in sight - just the cat.

"No reason," he lies. Badly. Eyes going back to her. "And how long have you been here?"