There was something in that look that was so absolutely chilling, more so since it came from a child. It made him remember the atmosphere surrounding his first meeting with the boy, only a good deal darker. To his credit, Klavier stood his ground and maintained steady eye contact with the boy during what felt like a long silence, but whether that was due to defiant resolve or simply being too afraid to look away was difficult to say.

Both boys responded one right after the other, something cold in each of their words. For the life of him, he couldn't pinpoint which he found the most disturbing, which in turn bothered him greatly. Klavier swallowed silently, fully aware that this should have been considered a blessing. Albedo seemed like he wasn't planning to attack (for now) and was willing to let him leave. Rubedo needed dire attention and this was his chance to get at least him out of here and to a safer room. But the thought of leaving Nigredo alone again weighed on him, especially with the click of a gun he hadn't even noticed moved to the child's hand.

He moved only his eyes between the two and then down to Rubedo. He didn't like this. Not at all. It was systematic, logical, but with people involved, it simply hurt too much to do. Klavier pursed his lips and, with one last look, quickly scooped Rubedo up off the floor. He moved backward away from the two (somehow reluctant to turn his back immediately) before turning and rushing from the room completely.

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