Zhou Fei can't help but smirk at Seren, at the wide eyes that regard him. There's a touch of regret hidden away, a burning deep within his ribs, and he holds up a finger.
"Ah! Not anymore," Zhou Fei shakes his head. "Didn't you hear? Jo Kai died on spit of space rock known as Tritan."
Should've died, Zhou Fei muses silently as he takes a step closer to Seren, the screams of the past echoing in his ears. He survived because of Seren, because of the breathing exercises, so he owes his former partner at least one save.
"I'm Zhou Fei," he continues, crossing his arms. "And you need to leave. Today."
Seren has seen his face now, but Zhou Fei is certain it's the only way to get his former partner to give up, to throw in the towel before Zhou Fei has to kill him or, worse, expose him as the undercover cop he is.
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"Ah! Not anymore," Zhou Fei shakes his head. "Didn't you hear? Jo Kai died on spit of space rock known as Tritan."
Should've died, Zhou Fei muses silently as he takes a step closer to Seren, the screams of the past echoing in his ears. He survived because of Seren, because of the breathing exercises, so he owes his former partner at least one save.
"I'm Zhou Fei," he continues, crossing his arms. "And you need to leave. Today."
Seren has seen his face now, but Zhou Fei is certain it's the only way to get his former partner to give up, to throw in the towel before Zhou Fei has to kill him or, worse, expose him as the undercover cop he is.