Blue eyes, cold and ghastly, stared through the glass. "Ah. How the mighty have fallen."

Envy backed against the wall of the jar, eyes bugging out of their face. "How… how did you know it was me?" Their voice was breathless, shaky, and Envy cursed its high pitch- cursed their entire pathetic self.

Kimblee grinned, teeth glinting in the yellow lamplight. "Intuition. I thought that you might look something like this underneath all of your disguises." He shook his head. "Look at you. A pet for a little girl. Well, we can't have that."

Envy followed Kimblee's glance. Mei Chang lay unmoving against the wall, a thin line of blood trailing down her face from a shallow wound on her forehead. Envy stared at her limp form, unable to suppress an uncomfortable feeling of… something. Mei hadn't been a friend- no human could be- but they had spent weeks together, and she hadn't shaken the jar that Envy was kept in, or gloated in any way.

"She's not dead, if that's what you're wondering," said Kimblee, tilting his head, expression unreadable. "But I'm rather disgusted by you."

Unsurprising. But it hurt hearing him say that. "Any specific reason why?" Envy asked, voice as level as possible. "You know, aside from how I look. And I can't really help that, you know."

"I'm not as shallow as that." Kimblee tipped the jar towards him, and Envy slid against the glass wall, unable to resist the force of gravity. "I honestly don't care how you look, or even how you act. I'm disgusted by how you let yourself get to this state." He stared through Envy, and Envy hated his expression, that disinterested acknowledgement of his power over them.

Snapping back to attention, as if out of a daydream, Kimblee continued where he had left off. "It's not fitting for a homunculus to be in such a weakened state. I thought that you were the next step in the evolution of humanity? If so, you should have enough pride to keep you from situations like this."

Envy was at a loss for words- really, they felt ashamed enough about this situation as it was, and Kimblee's observations only drove the blade in deeper. "Why…" they began, unable to think of how to finish their question.

Kimblee's face was expressionless. "You know that you've treated me as a pet for as long as we've known each other. I think that turnabout is fair play, don't you?" He tucked the jar underneath his arm. "You'll be coming with me, I think. She," he began, indicating Mei with a nod of his head, "is better off without you, anyway."

They walked away through the dark alleys, for hours, it seemed. Neither made any attempt to talk to each other any further- Envy doubted that Kimblee would listen to anything that they said at this point.

Eventually, the sway of Kimblee's steps lulled them into sleep. The last thing that they registered before entering unconsciousness was Kimblee's voice, humming a seemingly atonal tune. The sound was oddly comforting to Envy, and they only wished that they could hear the song under different circumstances.

A/N: I've been trying to come up with a Kimvy longfic idea for a while now, and one idea I had was, "What if Kimblee found worm!Envy, and they went on some wild adventure together?" That idea fell through pretty quickly, but I thought that I'd include bits of it in here.

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