「For the briefest moment, Atem doesn't recognize Michael in the screen. It takes him but a second, because of the gloomy environment, because of the state he is in — and those eyes, what's up with those eyes? — but that voice, remembers it well.
He freezes and pales, his eyes wide open from when realization when his words hit. He talked to him, he told him who had attacked him! He... Had it been his fault?!」
Mi... Michael?
「No, no, it must be a joke. The guy couldn't even talk to him directly! He was there with Delmar and the rest! This is not... this is not what he expected.
What was he expecting, though? A monster? Someone easier to judge?」
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He freezes and pales, his eyes wide open from when realization when his words hit. He talked to him, he told him who had attacked him! He... Had it been his fault?!」
Mi... Michael?
「No, no, it must be a joke. The guy couldn't even talk to him directly! He was there with Delmar and the rest! This is not... this is not what he expected.
What was he expecting, though? A monster? Someone easier to judge?」