Yu Xi's stomach turned. He had been suppressing the sourness, telling himself it didn't matter. Jian Ci belonged to him anyway. That Jian Ci didn't really care for her.
But now, watching her cling to him, watching Jian Ci tolerate it, it surged up like bile. He took a step forward, intending to call him and ruin whatever that was, but then Jian Ci smiled.
It wasn't a warm smile. It was a sharp, crooked and almost feral smile. Yu Xi froze and so did Alarna. She faltered mid-sentence, her voice catching. For a moment, she felt it, the presence of the Jian Ci from that cave. The one who had lost control. The one who didn't smile like that unless something inside him had snapped.
Jian Ci pulled out his communicator and typed a message.
Jian Ci: Where does Vigil usually hang out after training?
