Bile rises hot in the back of his throat as he hides. Ashamed, knowing he could do so much worse, but not letting himself. If only he could make him a little sick, if only he had some control, if only he weren't scared of being caught in that light. Fuck, he hates this kid so much, and something about him makes him just want to keep pushing forward and keep hating and annoying him, even though he knows he shouldn't.

He's too afraid to even speak up.


Well at least he can do something about that last bit.

"Look who's talking, the guy who shines a spot lot on a Darkling but can't even take a little shadows back." He bites his tongue as he speaks, but he does speak, even if he is still hiding in the shadows.