Finn handed over the rations today. Dark Ace ignored him in favor of staring woodenly at the wall.

Finn didn't move. After a moment, his surly voice echoed sharply. "They're going to kill you."

"I know."

"You deserve it. You deserve worse."

At this, he looked up. "Oh?"

"You're evil."

He smirked, some of his old malevolence coming back. "In war, the losers are always the 'evil' ones," he replied.

"Good guys don't kill their allies."

"Ah… but I didn't kill my allies." His smirk widened. "I guess that makes me a good guy after all."

Finn ground his teeth.

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Author's Note: Total word count: 100