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Even now Zanka wouldn’t look at him. He only wiped his mouth with his sleeves, keeping his angry eyes averted. There was still a tremble to his hands when he clutched his sides, his fingers twitching as the wound bled through them.
"Fuckin’ asshole," his voice sounded tight and hoarse, like it hurt to breathe. "I should kill you for that."
It made Jabber crack a wider smile. "For stabbing you or kissing you?"
Zanka has a lot to lose, and Jabber realizes pain isn't the only way to make a fight interesting.
