““Phury...I was going to come find you before I left." With a towel under his chin, Z looked at his reflection in the mirror, seeing his new yellow eyes. He thought of the arc of his life and knew most of it was for shit. But there had been two things that hadn't been. One female. And one male. "I love you," he said in a rough voice, realizing it was the first time he'd ever said the words to his twin. "Just wanted to get that out." Phury stepped in behind him. Z coiled in horror at his twin's reflection. No hair. Scar down his face. Eyes flat and lifeless. "Oh, sweet Virgin," Z breathed. "What the fuck did you do to yourself...?" "I love you, too, my brother." Phury raised his arm. In his hand was a hypodermic syringe, one of the two that had been left for Bella. "And you need to live.””
