[ yang snorts and shakes her head, unbuckling her seatbelt and opening the door, dangling one leg out of the cab. the remaining glitchy townspeople likely wouldn't give them a second glance if they discussed committing attempted vehicular manslaughter against The Worst Person on Remnant. thanks for that, end of the world. ] I really wish Bee managed to do both, but no. He was winded, at best, and super pissed.

[ to put it mildly. yang stares into the middle distance, shoulders slumping when emerald asks the big question. she...didn't like talking about this. for obvious reasons. ]

Stabbed him. Me and Blake, [ she clarifies. ] He'd broken Gambol Shroud in half and noticed too late that it gave both of us a weapon. He walked to the edge of the cliff, fell over. I think he hit the rocks before hitting the water. And then it was over.

[ yang lapses into a long silence, absently picking at a loose string poking out of her sleeve with her right hand. emerald doesn't need to know the rest. she likely saw it back in january and if she can't remember, yang won't say. that part is for her and blake alone. ]

...even if he was a bastard, I didn't want to kill him. He had every right to be mad that the world hurt him. He really did. [ she loops the string tighter and tighter around her finger. ] But then he took it out on people who couldn't fight back. He became.... He was a monster. And if we hadn't defended ourselves, he would have moved on to hurt everyone who so much as spoke to Blake.

[ i will make it my mission to destroy everything you love. and yang knows the power of a promise spoken from the heart.

the string snaps and yang twirls it in her fingers. ]

We did what we had to do.