[just like that, the anger rushes out of him. most of it. he's still angry at toothiana and bunnymund--but he realizes that he's done terrible things to them as well, over the years, and he can't hold their suspicion against them.
toothiana looks lost, glancing between jack and kozmotis--it looks like jack is back in fine form now, and instead the other spirit--she's not sure what to make of him now, the golden light so far from pitch's usual tricks that she can't quantify it with the dark spirit--is worn thin. And he's glowing, almost like Sandy does. Pitch had never done anything like that--he seemed to suck the light out of any space he occupied.]
...what happened?
[she's willing, at least, to accept that something has changed here. kozmotis just stares at her tiredly, leaning on jack more heavily than he probably should, but he really doesn't have the energy to hold himself up anymore. he feels like he's burning.]
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toothiana looks lost, glancing between jack and kozmotis--it looks like jack is back in fine form now, and instead the other spirit--she's not sure what to make of him now, the golden light so far from pitch's usual tricks that she can't quantify it with the dark spirit--is worn thin. And he's glowing, almost like Sandy does. Pitch had never done anything like that--he seemed to suck the light out of any space he occupied.]
...what happened?
[she's willing, at least, to accept that something has changed here. kozmotis just stares at her tiredly, leaning on jack more heavily than he probably should, but he really doesn't have the energy to hold himself up anymore. he feels like he's burning.]