(finding a rag, jinx goes to the sink to soak it before glancing over her shoulder.)

Oh! You don't gotta worry about that. Money is nonexistent here. You sorta just... go through the motions of "checking out" and then that's it.

(the whole checking out process is a little strange to her. because where she's from, there's no lines or registers. citizens wander through the marketplace, go to a booth, see what they're selling and either exchange it with gold or something valuable you have on your person.

and once she rings out the extra water out of the cloth, jinx cautiously makes her way back to dylan. another thing to note if someone is in state of shock, to approach carefully and slowly. in which she wished she knew that before hand but what's done is done. she extends the cloth out to him.)

Here ya go.