Viper paced through the halls.
The walls were closing in on them, they could feel Reborn's watchful eyes searing at their back 24/7, and the curse had rendered the majority of their power inaccessible.
It was driving them unquestionably insane.
They needed to leave.
Reborn was the most experienced of them, the alpha, if they were being honest, forged from blood and blades since his birth. But Viper was the Mist -The Mist. The most powerful Mist. Nothing short of a nuclear bombing would stop them from doing what they wanted -and even then.
Still, something was stopping them.
Viper convinced themselves it was the side-effect of the curse keeping them here.
"Vipes?"
"What?"
They stared at Skull and the Cloud hunched in on himself. Viper sighed.
"Sorry Skull, what is it?"
If Viper was being honest, they had always liked the stuntman the best. He was older than them by a few years and liked to coax them in calling him big brother. He also shined the brightest of them, the only one of their group you could trust without fear of being backstabbed because you knew despite the certain annoying habits of his, he was the nicest of everyone. Even more than Luce who, despite the kindness, was still a Mafia Boss and wasn't always sincere.
He seemed so dim now.
Tired.
This confinement was taking a toll on the both them.
"Ah... Lal brought back strawberries we can use to dip in chocolate. I made some if you want."
Viper could feel all the frustrations deflate from them. They knew it wasn't going to last, that it was all going to come back with a vengeance, but for now...
"Yeah, sure I could use some."
They made camp in a corner of the kitchen, with a bowl of strawberries and a bowl of chocolate syrup between them, because the chairs were too tall and they still hadn't gotten used to their bodies yet to bother with them right now.
"...Thanks." Viper mumbled out.
Skull smiled, "Same."
That made them pause. That's right, Skull was basically still a civilian.
But now he'd be forced to abandoning that life to make a living as an Arcobaleno. In the Underworld.
The pair were quiet for the rest of the day, busying themselves with stuffing their cheeks with the fruit and drowning their sorrows with chocolate.
Misery did love company, but in the silence of their mind, Viper admitted that maybe they would've preferred if Skull at least had been spared from this fate.