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"Okay." Raven's deadpan is strangely aplomb as she taps in the code into the electronic lock on the door to unseal it and gives Jinx a key card. "This is your room."

Jinx peers inside curiously, and finds a room disappointingly bare, with no curtains over the wide panel of the window. The only adornment is a bed with plain white sheets and a pillow. "Personally," she comments sarcastically, "I've seen better quartering in prisons."

Raven takes this all in stride, though a flash goes behind her eyes. "We can arrange to get you more personalized furnishings in the morning; for tonight, you're just going to have to put up with it." Her eyes narrow. "And no unannounced visits to the city; you're still earning that pardon, please recall."

Restraining a laugh, Jinx plops down on her bed while Raven continues to stand in the doorway, strangely reluctant to move in any further. The pink-haired girl chalks it up to her being unwilling to be alone in the same room as a reforming criminal. "What are the terms of my pardon, anyway?" Propping up on one elbow while she lounges on the bed, she smirks up at Raven.

"There's an eighteen month trial period, during which you are to observe the conditions the state has put down." Raven's all too happy to rattle off the conditions given for Jinx's pardon, she notices; the girl must have a vindictive streak underneath all that indifference. "During the trial period, you are not to venture out into the city unsupervised, nor are you to leave the city limits for any reason, supervised or not, so—" she smirks humorlessly "—no road trips.

"Furthermore, if you so much as step a toe out of line during the trial period, I'll throw you back in prison myself, so hard and so fast your head will spin, and you'll never see the light of day without bars getting in the way again. Any questions?"

The urge to laugh is almost overpowering now. "No, none." All is plainly not forgiven, but it would be much more unsettling if Raven was actually being nice to her; Jinx would start wanting to submit to a head check if she was being nice.

Jinx again smiles and makes a point to look Raven directly in the eye as she does so. "So who vouched for me, anyway?"

"Kid Flash," Raven deadpans.

Now, just a slight flash of impatience. "But he can't have been the only one. One of the core members would have had to intercede with the police to make it stick. So who was it, Starfire? She seems the most forgiving out of all of you."

Raven shrugs. "I did, actually."

Jinx gapes at her.

"I was also the one who talked Robin out of fitting you with an ankle bracelet, so I think a "Thank you" is in order."

"Why?" Jinx's eyes bear into her.

She seems slightly uncomfortable. "The ankle bracelet idea was just egregious. I don't think you should be given a prospective pardon with the understanding that we have every expectation that you'll violate the terms of it. And as for vouching for you, well, let's just call it a leap of faith."

Raven starts to leave, silhouetted in the dark by the light of the hallway outside. "Don't prove me wrong."