I nearly cracked his head open when they planned to partner up at the weekend. The girl on my lap was about to be thrown off me and a blade thrust through his skull. She’d warp his mind like she did to me, and no one wants a broken Base. But if he were to go there, I’d kill him. I’d regret it as soon as I did, but I would slaughter him in a heartbeat. Impulsive. I’m far too impulsive.
