「 None. None, I killed none of them - I'm a failure at all things, including properly killing someone. It was all self-defense, though.

They threw the first punch, I only retaliated. 」

[ There's a light in the depths of his eyes, something feverish and naturally wicked: you believe him, right? Somewhere underneath the mask of blood on his face, his nose wrinkles at the sight of those broken, missing teeth in Johan's face. Oh, his poor, pretty face. It doesn't deserve such treatment, he'll have to fix it. Erase it. Make it undone, if only the symbiote would allow him to access the full properties of his Minus, he'd be able to undo so many things that caused the nest problems. ]

「 -- that's so gross. You're gross. Can you walk? I'll erase your face, while we escape. 」

[ um that's not -- ]