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Wolf had to pause.

He should have just ignored all this. It wasn't his problem. He wasn't involved. It would be bad if he got involved; really bad. He still couldn't shake the memory of what had happened the night before -- what he'd done.

There was no reason for him to get involved.

But there was another reason he couldn't shake those memories. Zephyr's indiscriminate acts of violence felt too similar to the individual Wolf had faced the night before. If he'd felt it right to stop one, why not the other? He wanted to say because during the day, there should have been someone else who could deal with Zephyr, and maybe that was true.

Deep down he knew it was just because he didn't want the attention on himself.

Wolf knelt down by the executor, seeing they'd already passed out. Wolf grit his teeth, his mouth moving before he could catch himself, glancing back at Zephyr.

[color=778899]"One day you're going to lash out at the wrong person."[/color] Wolf narrowed his eyes at the other boy, but then just turned back away, looking down at the unconscious man. [color=778899]"No one is impressed."[/color] He could have said more, and part of him wanted to, but what was the point? He hadn't truly meant to say anything at all, and anything more would be to push his luck... assuming he hadn't already.