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[phaseshifter]

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[armoured]

[It shocked him when he was first told about Rhys and Jack, but he can't blame Rhys for that. If anything, it just makes him pity what his friend has to go through on a daily basis and want to help him in any way he can.

Sometimes that means punching him hard in his face.

Silence reigns for a second as what Angel says struggles to sink in, a coldness settling over his chest.]

Angel...

[Did you? He wants to ask, but he would never be so insensitive. It just hurts his heart that this is even a ploy.]

[phaseshifter]

There was an accident when I was little. My siren abilities were unstable for a long time.

[ Which answers the unvoiced question pretty neatly. And makes it clear that it wasn't intentional, which is the only reason Angel is adding that lil factlet. ]

I know it's unpleasant, but it's the best way to re-focus him in an emergency. Either of them, really, but it's clearly a lot easier to take down the original Jack physically without any collateral damage. Still, it's... useful to keep it in mind.

[armoured]

[That's... horrifying. Al has a small idea of what she's going through, for the longest time he thought he had been responsible for killing their mother again after being inside the creature they created.]

I'm so sorry.

[He will use it if he has to, but he really hopes it doesn't come to that.]

But I bet... I bet your mom would be really proud of how you try and protect your friends.

[phaseshifter]

It's alright. I've had a long time to come to terms with it, and it was just an accident.

[ That's... an odd thought, though. Her mom being proud. Especially when Angel doesn't remember enough about her to judge, and she's done so many things that no one in their right mind would ever be proud of.

Bleh. ]

So there's no need to be sorry! Thank you, though. It's a nice thought.

[armoured]

I guess it is a weird thing to say.

[There's the slightly scratchy sound of his hand rubbing at his helmet awkwardly.]

When my mom died people would tell my brother and I that they were sorry, and I always thought that was weird. Why were they apologising? It's not their fault. It's not anyone's fault.