Kurt smiled, feeling both a wave of excitement and a pang of sadness wash over him.
'Yeah... I had a good run with you all, guys...'
Kha'ur, having succeeded in almost completely assimilating Octavius' body, tightened his grip on his only arm, looking, confused and perplexed, at the smile on Kurt's lips.
"Why are you smiling?"
Kurt had his eyes closed, both trying to control the strength of the monster's iron grip, and thinking about something that only he could understand.
Something he had not shared with anyone there, neither before nor after he returned from the coma caused by the parasite infection.
Kurt opened his eyes, and looked at Kha'Ur, who opened her eyes wide, stuttering momentarily.
"H-how... How did you..."
When Kurt spoke, it wasn't just his voice that sounded from his throat.
"The same way I managed to keep myself hidden from you for so long... Brother..."
