With a pensive glare down into her gin, Jax sighed with another little shrug. "It should be at least a couple," A beat. "It's nothing major. I just feel like I'm missing something. In case you haven't noticed, we're used to being in the middle of the action, not watching from the sidelines,"
And it was true- she'd jumped in and helped 'neutralize' (murder- not that she had moral compunction against it, just that it was a harsh thought to have, as sober as she was) someone else's personal demon. Dex hadn't even really asked- she'd insisted. Then she ran off helping to arm Kel, even though she wasn't sure the other woman should really be getting into battles, with spells she couldn't arm herself. No, that was John's territory. And now all of this stuff with Andi, and her father, and her depression... "It feels like waiting for the other shoe to drop, you know? I'm usually the one closest to the fan when the shit hits. I feel..." She scoffed a bitter sort of laugh, "Out of the loop. How fucked is that?"
Not that she wanted the political agenda- she and John weren't exactly team players, at least not on the grand 'good v. evil' scale. Just... things were happening to people she knew, some she even cared about, and there wasn't anything she (they, really) could do to stop it. It was unnerving.