Moana laughed softly, though the smile was very short lived. "Who says you aren't both?"

She rarely got to be snarky or playful anymore. One by one, those she'd grown close to had begun to disappear. She didn't want Jax to disappear too. Even if he was annoying, it was the sort of annoying that she'd miss.

Moana moved so that her head was resting against Jax's shoulder and cold damp strands of her hair brush against his arm. "You're not allowed to leave." The comment was spoken like a stubborn child who was trying to declare things that were completely out of her control.