A minute later, Jayce opens the door to the room. 

"Hey, Jayce! Big fan!"

Jayce surveys the starkly-white, heavily-damaged hotel room, gaze sliding smoothly across the hole in the ceiling, the shrapnel scattered across the room, Audrey still huddled up next to the bed with her tablet, and Jinx standing atop a disgruntled, heavily-cyborged assassin. 

"...Yep, that's about as much trouble as the projection on the roof looked like. Quick thinking, incidentally."

Idain smiles slightly. "Thank you."

"Aw, don't I get even a nod?"

Jayce looks at her with the attitude of a disappointed parent. 

"Maybe if you hadn't put a bomb in my building."

"...fair."

Audrey looks up from her hiding place by the bed, a blanket wrapped around her shoulders.

"So, what's the plan now?"

"I stand here and help make sure this situation doesn't get even more complex. Did you know that Caitlyn does wonderful counter-sniping work? She's off doing a very thorough sweep of the area while Vi interrogates our would-be bomber. And then..." 

He looks at the assassin on the floor, and rubs the bridge of his nose. 

"Then I guess it's my job to sort out what happens to her." 

"She's been very helpful so far!"

"... Believe it or not, that actually makes my job more difficult." 

Jayce grumbles something under his breath.

"Oh?"

"Not only do I have to nail whoever tried to assassinate you, explain that there are not one but two bombers at large, and demonstrate that Jinx was acting without malice, now I've also got to consider the welfare of the cyborg assassin. I miss the days when they'd just send a robot."

"Not flexible enough, not fast enough. You're stuck with me, I'm afraid."

Jayce sighs and rubs his chin. 

"... Yep, this is being one of those weeks."

"What can we do to help?"

"Firstly, fill me in. What happened exactly?"

Audrey holds up a hand in Jinx's direction. 

"He doesn't want the version with choreographed fight scenes and extra explosions."

"Idain, you're good at noticing things. Care to give Jayce the summary?"

"Starting from the point where Audrey received an anonymous message consisting of the letter C... we discussed the implications; concluded politics; Ruava looked to see what troubles were approaching; we saw her," she gestures to the defeated cyborg assassin, "lurking there," gesture to the hole in the ceiling, "and alerted our companions. I asked for a lot of water in the room very quickly. Audrey tried to turn on the fire sprinklers but did not have enough time before the letter C made her entrance. She was enveloped in blue light and moving very fast. Ruava doused all the light around her, but was unable to affect the interior of the barrier, and she could see well enough by her own glow to continue attacking Jinx. Since the only weapon we had was Ruava's lightshaping, we used it. Enough light concentrated in a small space gives rise to significant amounts of heat. The barrier yielded to this tactic, and we captured Camille. The sprinklers came through in time to put her out. We engaged her in frustratingly cryptic conversation, and eventually decided to send you a message via lightshaping. Shortly afterward, a maintenance worker in the basement began setting up a bomb. Ruava made a projection of him on the roof, and I disarmed his device and escorted him outside. After your congratulations arrived, Camille introduced herself and we conversed much more productively until your arrival."

"And you would rather not share the contents of that conversation, or...?"

"There keeps being enormous amounts of social context to everything that we don't have, and that's not Idain's area of expertise. I'm picking it up much faster than she is but I still wouldn't call myself fluent."

Jayce nods agreeably. 

"That's fair. You're having a very interesting week, even by my standards." 

"We really really are."