RETURN TO SENDER •• cub return

[OCTANE.]

Octane didn't know a lot about the Roux kids, or their family, didn't know the intricacies or the years of blood buried deep into the clans.
Maybe he wouldn't care, either.
As long as he and Caustic were safe, that didn't matter to him. He wasn't.... he didn't really get the found family like Michael had, couldn't understand how someone could like you enough to consider you family. Ajay had been his hermana at one time, yeah, but she didn't want to talk to him anymore and probably hated him.
Fear gripped at the back of Octavio's mind in black, clawed tendrils. His fans loved Octavio Silva unabashedly, Caustic was obsessed with him, but he knew that wasn't enough. Octavio felt more and more like a background character in the stories of everyone here, that he was not needed, they didn't like him. He sucked in a breath, limping out of the surroundings, his wound paining each step.
He stares at Kydobi, trying to remember if Caustic had mentioned the jaguar before. His eyes narrow, tail flicking back and forth as he tries to think.
He's silent, though. He can't think of anything witty to say to try to lighten the mood.

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