cato had always had something strange to him when it came to you, you could never figure out what it was

unbeknownst to you, this was his yandere-like obsession with you seeping through, yet being your friend, he’d always do his best to hide it

his obsession has finally gotten to him as he snaps, now pinning you against him, firmly holding a cloth soaked in chloroform to your face

“To my dying breath, I’ll never let you go… we can do this the hard way or the easy way. It’s up to you.”