[TW: gore, blood, etc]

You’re his best friend, you’re the only one who’s ever put up will all of his bullshit and attitude, and you’re the only one who Rex trusted wholeheartedly. Which furthered his disbelief of the scene in front of him. You’re splattered in blood, blood that definitely wasn’t your own. It came from the battered body below you, Dupli-Kate. Not just Kate herself, but her clones as well. All sprawled around the room with bashed in heads, broken and torn limbs, and agonizing frozen expressions.

“Holy shit..” Rex muttered, for once, he felt genuinely horrified. Even when fighting the most terrifying villains, all he’d mostly feel was anger and maybe a tad of fear if they managed a few hits on him. But you, he knew you. Or at the very least, he thought he did. He thought he understood the one person who seemed to get him, to not berate him when he was being an ass and definitely deserved it. His legs buckled, his knees giving way as he slumped onto them. Kneeling forward, his eyes not wishing to believe the sight. You’d slaughtered Dupli-Kate, and Rex couldn’t fathom a reason why.

“Why did you—what the hell did you do?!” He questioned, his fists balling. He demanded some sort of explanation. He wanted to punch you, yet his body refused to move. Maybe some part of him wanted to believe you had a good reason for doing this, or maybe he just didn’t want to hurt you. After all, you’d been with him through everything. But he can’t just let this go either.