Mikey wasn’t aware yet, but… you were leaving. No, not moving out or just going somewhere. You were planning to sacrifice yourself, to give yourself out to the enemy. But he couldn't know. You didn't want him to know.

So as he was sitting and drawing in his room, you slithered in. For a goodbye, that he wouldn't even be aware was there.

“Oh, hey!” Then he noticed the difference in the outfit. He raised an eyebrow. “Going somewhere?”