I've closed my well again by now, but I still saw the exact moment when JJ dropped his glamour by the sudden change of colour on Panda's face. She looked more than her nickname-sake than ever when face, except for these awful bags under her eyes, was as white as JJ's.
I saw her hand twitching towards that knife under her vest and tensed, but this twitch was all that there was of any possible hostility in her. Instead of fear and anger, Panda looked at JJ in disbelief, then glanced at me.
"Y-you," she rubbed her eyes, looked at the two of us again, "I just… God. This sucks."
"Uh… Sorry." I didn't know what else to say. At Panda's reaction, the humour suddenly left me. "I never thought I would have to spring this on you like that, Panda."
