"It was Trevor. Or at least it looked like him and acted like him. I was in one of the cabins"—his lips quirk with faint amusement at that—"and he came looking for me specifically."
It is another thing he and Trevor do not talk about. He is not even sure whether Trevor knows about it or not, nor whether he was the sole victim or if there were others. He hates how much he does not know.
The corner of his mouth twitches, and his lips form a straight line as he realizes he might have revealed something embarrassing. It is all embarrassing, in fact. Humiliating even. "I almost killed him," he adds hastily. "It just wasn't enough since I was already injured from other monsters. There were a lot of monsters! It was very tiresome."
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Date: 2024-10-07 03:03 pm (UTC)It is another thing he and Trevor do not talk about. He is not even sure whether Trevor knows about it or not, nor whether he was the sole victim or if there were others. He hates how much he does not know.
The corner of his mouth twitches, and his lips form a straight line as he realizes he might have revealed something embarrassing. It is all embarrassing, in fact. Humiliating even. "I almost killed him," he adds hastily. "It just wasn't enough since I was already injured from other monsters. There were a lot of monsters! It was very tiresome."