[ Vriska does not look at her but Jinah's eyes don't leave her face. It seems a little rude to flinch or look away when someone has offered you an honest piece of who they are and where they've been-- regardless of whether or not that information was easily earned. ]

It's nothing like that where I'm from.

[ she's sure Vriska knows, she's sure everyone here knows-- her conversations with them all prior to this announcement had surely made that evident. She's got the closest thing to a wry smile as she can manage on her face, sitting on top of the wooden chest they'd given her, hands clamped over the latches like she's afraid of what might spring out of it. ]

I don't think killing necessarily makes anyone a bad person.

[ She's quiet when she speaks, tilting her head and no longer looking at Vriska, but rather somewhere past her. ]

I..I'm not afraid to die, but I don't want to die.

[ There are places she still needs to go, people she still needs to see. ]