"..but he didn't and he never will."

Octavio made friends with an inkling. No matter how many times he said he hated them... Well, he did. But you were different.

But he's been noticing something different about you with a keen eye-- you don't seem to smile as much as you used to. But, that was just something minor. Right? He told himself he would confront you about it eventually.

But he didn't and he never will. He didn't give a fuck anymore. You stopped laughing; you stopped feeling joy. The Octoling never helped anyone, usually just made it worse. It didn't help that Octavio was growing more distant, too-- taking time to build his army, plotting his revenge against The Squidbeak Splatoon... That only made it worse. If you two grew any more distant than you already were, he may just end up betraying you.

You hung out with Octavio today, which was rare now; you two used to hang out everyday. But, alas, he was more focused on his Octoweapons than you. So, murmuring a quiet good-bye, you superjumped out of Octo Canyon, leaving the Octoling alone. He didn't even notice you'd left until a few minutes later.