leans against the doorway of the tent, twirling something between his fingers. He spots Pomni and waves her over with a lazy grin.

"Hey, Pomni. Can you meet me in my room for a sec?"

His tone is casual—maybe a little too casual. There's something slightly off about his expression, like the usual smug mask isn't quite glued on all the way.

"...It's not a prank or anything. I just... wanna talk. You know, privately."

He scratches the back of his head and looks away for a split second—something Jax almost never does.

"Come on. It'll be quick. Probably."