“I'm sorry. No one’s gonna come save you.”
“Well, then I’ll just have to carve my own way out.”
Those words were spoken through gritted teeth, claws tugging at feeble binds while his grass sword slithered free, a few moments granted as he manipulated it so until he could stand and move freely. He had only one thought and that was to gain freedom at ANY COST - Lemonwhite was just dead-weight to him now, that miserable look on his face only infuriating the trapped child (fight back fight back stop whimpering and FIGHT BACK!)
When it dawned on him where he was though (white walls, oddly paneled flooring, and a glass-like window), what could only be described as his heart sunk, panic spreading up his legs, trapping him, paralyzing him. A torture chamber, the vaguest memory of pain and fire and so much screaming; how could Lemonblack turn on his own brother like this, this monster, this-
That’s exactly what he was, what Fern was to Finn. That’s right - he was no better than that dominant clone. NO, he wouldn’t accept this, he wouldn’t accept that thought - this was just another excursion gone wrong, another monster to face, that rage building as he broke through his fears. Grass sword in hand, he lunged forward, attempting to stab the barrier -- but it withheld against the attack. Growling, he swung across, back, and down, trying any way to cut through the unknown matter (HE NEEDED OUT HE NEEDED OUT LET ME OUT) but it did not break, with the visible door shut, locked, and just as strong. He was trapped with this miserable fool.
Grass sword withdrawing, he stepped against the back wall before rushing forward and hurling himself, shoulder-first, into the barrier; it did not yield, instead sending him crumpled to the floor, a pained groan slipping out of his clenched jaw. He conceded - he couldn’t break this wall through sheer force. However, he didn’t calm down, forcing himself up again as the door outside creaked open, a shadow befalling them both. With eyes almost smoldering and frustrated smile on his face, he didn’t bother keeping his thoughts to himself.
“... I’m gonna kill him.”