[There'd be a brief look of betrayal, eyes widening sadly before they'd go a little too wide and a little too blank. It was complicated, a mash of deep and dirty feelings, all of which were bad: his guilt at stabbing Baji, presumably killing him, his hurt at believing Baji had stopped caring for him, had chosen Toman and Mikey over him..
.. but the complication would settle by his feet, and he'd instead be left with the easy parts of the formula.
Baji was with and loved Mikey. He had lied. He had chosen his enemy over him.
He'd left him.
With a sudden, violent jerk, he'd rip the charm off Baji's neck.
He'd hold it in his trembling fist, hair covering his eyes, voice shaking and off kilter when he would speak.]
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.. but the complication would settle by his feet, and he'd instead be left with the easy parts of the formula.
Baji was with and loved Mikey. He had lied. He had chosen his enemy over him.
He'd left him.
With a sudden, violent jerk, he'd rip the charm off Baji's neck.
He'd hold it in his trembling fist, hair covering his eyes, voice shaking and off kilter when he would speak.]
You-- and Mikey--