For a second he seems utterly devastated, shoulders falling from their constantly-tense hunch to completely slack, lips just barely parting in a shocked expression. It only lasts a moment, though, and then everything closes off, his expression returning to his almost trademark scowl as his eyes go blank except for the burning anger held there. He snorts, his gaze narrowing, and lowers his head like a bull about to charge, but he glances up, the defiant act melting for just a second to reveal how much this hurt before the rage burns it away, his body tensing again.

“Oh, yeah. ’I’ll save you before you know it!’ Should’ve known better than that. Don’t need the ‘trusty sidekick’ around anymore now that you’re human again, huh?”

Turns out he was just like every other miserable soul in this hellhole of a city.

“Get on with it.”