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Hegemonia pushes Nebula against a wall, restricting his arms as they press a dagger to his neck. "Where"—they grit their teeth—"did you put it?"
"I didn't take anything of yours, but maybe it's your brain that you lost instead since your memory is failing," Nebula taunts back.
Eldar, Jang-Wan, and Lunda watch. "They’ll kill each other," Lunda says.
"They'll survive," Jang-Wan dismisses with a wave. "Happens all the time."
"They look like they're about to aggressively make out," Eldar says bluntly. Lunda and Jang-Wan stare at them with confusion, horror, and the dawning realization that Eldar isn't wrong.