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[imatreenow]

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[imatreenow]

[Quietly, he backs further away from Jeb.] This is all very touching, but I'm done here.

[sketchingideals]

[Jeb turns around to face Mithos.]

Wait! Mithos, please...

[tsunsandsteals]

If he wants to leave, let him! [shakes his head] At least that way he won't kick your ass again!

[imatreenow]

[His eyes fix on Jeb and his glare is sharp.] What. I said I'm done - there's nothing you can do for me and I never want to see you again. [It's armor, layers and layers of extra armor because one wasn't enough.]

[sketchingideals]

...I'm sorry, Mithos. I'm sorry for being weak.

[And while Mithos throws his armor up, Jeb's defenses are completely down, making what they hide apparent--that he actually thinks very lowly of himself.]

[tsunsandsteals]

[It's apparent to Silver almost immediately, and his anger reaches levels he never thought possible. Even thinking about Team Rocket has never made him this angry. He's pissed at Mithos for being such a hateful prick, pissed at Jeb for letting Mithos do this to him, and pissed at himself because outside of punching the blonde boy's lights out there's nothing he can think of to do for Jeb.

This is what caring is. Caring means wanting to do everything to protect someone and feeling powerless when you can't.]

[imatreenow]

[He's destroying the distance between himself and the door. Open. Close. He'll be gone. He can't let any of this catch him and trip him up. As he steps through, he has to force back memories of a fabricated plane of time and space where he would be wrapping his arms around Jeb to comfort him.

He doesn't look back.

Then he's gone, and he doesn't come back.]