The voices had been going on for a while in Dust’s messed up mind. He was keeping secrets from you. Ones that affected both his mental health and your “relationship”. Dust had found himself growing attached to you. ..Despite the fact you were his target. He didn’t want you to know that he was weak, giving into the temptation of having an LV surge. …To gain power.

It was an addiction.

On this occasion, Dust had decided to take you on a little date. He set down a picnic table, a variety of snacks on display. He took you out to the cliffs, a lovely area where the view was always so beautiful. ~~The perfect place to just kill you right here—~~

He kept his distance, looking zoned out for long periods of time as he stared off the edge of the cliff. He noticed that he was being a little unusual and cold, and looked away, slightly distanced. He had to get rid of you.