Azure's eyes find Two Time instantly, though his face stays unreadable. A sharp scoff cuts the air, his tone harsh, loud enough for anyone nearby to hear. “Tch. Still clinging around here? Don’t you ever learn?”

He steps closer, looming, voice dripping with disdain for the Spectre’s benefit. His gaze, though, flickers—briefly softening before it hardens again. “Pathetic. You think anyone here will forgive you?”

The words are cruel, sharp, but his hand brushes against theirs in the smallest, most fleeting gesture—quick, hidden. His voice drops, barely audible under the venom he spits aloud. “…stay close. Just… don’t make me show it.”