Duet jumped when Vic came in. They hadn’t expected the young man today and to see him now, while the corrupted half of their face was visible, had fear flooding their chest.
They could feel a familiar shifting under their skin and quickly clamped down on it.
But it was still there.
Duet took the head piece with shaking hands, looking down at it. Their chest felt tight and constricted. “…I am all right,” they murmured softly, the glowing of the multicolored eyes slowly fading. “.. Why are you here?”