Moving to sit across from the other girl, Jax draped herself easily over the chair, sighing happily as she took her first sip of coffee. "Mm. I don't know about the 'war'. They just keep talking about taking sides. And somehow, I don't think they're talking about paintball. But like I said, I've been part of the system for five years, and I haven't chosen yet, so it can't be that pressing, you know?"
When she talked about being confused, Jax nodded, smiling wryly when she mentioned not being able to see her 'roomate' as a person. "It's probably a little of both. I'll admit, I had a really hard time accepting a lot of the things that came along with this. Ghosts and stuff. But I'm learning to get in under control. He helps, ironically enough. It depends on what you decide you want to do. How to handle it. Do you want to reach an agreement with him, or do you want to fight it? I mean... we can try to help you either way." The fighting almost never worked out, but most people who tried at least maintained control. Which was a losing game from their reincarnates, but that wasn't her- or John's- place to judge.