"Mm? What's this?"

Kilian gave the various presents seated on the counter a round eyed stare as y/n sat beside him with a little smile on her face, amused by her nephew's curiosity.

"They're gifts! Corinne, Oleander, Laurence, Serafina, Elena, Zain, and your Grandfather all wanted to get you some special things for getting into Eden Academy!" y/n explained, "So they got you these presents!"

"But... the result aren't even out yet." Kilian mumbled.

Y/n smirked, lifting a piece of paper, "Are you sure about that?"

Kilian's eyes scanned over the paper and his eyes lit up with excitement and disbelief, "I... I got in?"

"Yep! You sure did!" y/n confirmed and the little boy let out a little amazed exhale, peering at the paper almost as though double checking that it was real, "Congratulations, Kil!"

She offered him a present and he accepted it gratefully with a, "Hm... what awful wrapping skills... did Grandpa wrap this one?"

Y/n snorted, "There's only one person in our family who can make an innocent present look like it witnessed a murder and barely got out alive."

The gift box was wrapped up in wrapping paper which had been sliced open in multiple spots, and the bow was very ragged and worn from being mishandled.

Despite the ragged appearance of the gift, Kilian smiled and began to open up his gift. After removing the wrapping paper and opening up the box, he found a uniform on the inside. Eden Academy's uniform.

"I— how'd Grandpa know I got in?" Kilian asked with a confused look and y/n peered into the box before gasping.

"That man-! I swear, if that man did what I think he did...!" y/n practically hopped off the chair and rushed to the phone to dial in a number while Kilian reached into the box and pulled out a letter.

It was signed, Your Favorite Grandpa, with a little smiley face in the side. Kilian opened up the letter and began to read.

Dear Kilian,

Congratulations on making it into Eden Academy!
Before you make any assumptions, no, I didn't pull any strings! I already promised your Aunt that I wouldn't do any more meddling during my retirement, but she never believes me, even when I give her my word.

Kilian raised a brow, 'Probably because every time you do, it's not even a week before you break your promise.'

I had your uniform made ahead of time by a close friend of mine along with a specially made school bag just for you! Do well in school, and make lots of friends! And be sure to let Grandpa know if any brats are giving you trouble, I'll ensure it's taken care of.

Sincerely,
Grandpa Alessandro

P.S. I'll be returning from my vacation soon, I'll be sure to bring some strawberry pastries back for you!

Kilian smiled to himself and tucked the letter into his pocket as he listened to his Aunt and her father fuss with each other over the phone in the background.

His Grandfather, despite the business he ran, was a very sweet man. He loved his daughter and grandson very much, and treated Corinne, Laurence, Gabriel, Serafina, and Oleander like his own children.

Actually, everyone who worked from him was treated like family. He was a loving old man, a little grumpy whenever he felt lonely, and Kilian loved him dearly.

Him and y/n tended to fuss with one another a lot, but Kilian vaguely remembered hearing a little something about how y/n was a total Papa's girl when she wasn't berating the man for doing something foolish or breaking one of his promises.

Kilian shifted in his seat to watch his Aunt as she sighed, rolling her eyes as her Father said something in the other end before she smiled to herself.

"The interview went alright, Papa. There was a very rude man there, and he was getting too nosy for my liking, but it's alright now." y/n was saying, "Mhm, I had Corinne pay him a little visit and give him a little warning."

Oh-

Kilian covered his mouth with a hand, "Oop."

He silently reached for the next box, the one from Serafina, and found that it was rather heavy. Kilian tilted his head before carefully opening the present and peering into the box.

There was a neat little box on the inside, stacked on top of something solid and rectangular on the bottom. Kilian reached for the small box and lifted it out, marveling at its design.

It had a rectangular shape to it, and was made of some kind of smooth wood. There was a rotating cylinder shaped dial with six different columns embedded into the box, likely for a code, but Kilian didn't have any difficulty opening up the box.

Kilian opened it up and found that the box held a bunch of basic school materials. Pencils, pens in a variety of simple colors, and a variety of crayons. There were two pairs of scissors packed inside as well, along with a couple of erasers, what Kilian assumed was a mini protractor for children and a ruler.

"Wow..." Kilian mumbled, looking at the neatly packed compartments and spotting a note, "What's this?"

He picked it up with a little frown.

Greetings Kilian,

I hope you've been settling in well with Miss Y/n and her husband. While I would've liked to check in on you myself, I've been rather busy recently.

My job requires me to travel quite a bit, but this requirement has allowed me to discover this little gift for you. I had this made in a neighbors a country so you can safely store your materials for school.

You were always quite the organized little boy, and you'd fuss at anyone who disturbed your carefully organized crayons when you were a toddler, so I figured I'd get you a little something that'd allow you to arrange your materials as you'd like.

The current arrangement doesn't have to be permanent, you can store everything in there in whatever order you'd like so it's convenient to you.

This box is lightweight and small enough for you to carry with you to school, and it's very resistant. Destroying it would take quite a bit of force.

According to the man who made it, you'd have to directly hit this thing with a couple of grenades to really blast it open.

Kilian paused to look at the wooden box in disbelief.
Really?

The wood is just for decoration and would definitely be destroyed with one grenade, the inner lining is what would take some extensive force to damage.

Ah, Kilian understood.

I hope you enjoy both of your gifts.

Best of wishes,
Serafina Meyer

Kilian blinked and reached into the box again, lifting out the book which turned out be an agenda. He opened it up, and peered curiously as the message on the blank page in the front.

"This book belongs to... oh, my name is already written!" Kilian breathed, marveling at the sight of his name written in cursive, only to scowl a moment later when he saw that it was under Yuri's last name, "...hnrgh..."

He didn't know how to feel about that, but there wasn't much that he could do about it. Kilian took a deep breath, 'Calm down, Kilian, it's only a matter of time before he'll no longer be a pain.'

Kilian opened up the little box which didn't have any wrapping paper or bows. There was a little piece of paper attached to it that read, From Corinne and Gabriel.

Corinne was very awkward, not a good gift giver, and Gabriel was the best at gift giving. Kilian wasn't surprised to see one present from the both of them.

Kilian opened up the next gift and found a cookbook from Corinne. It had a bunch of recipes, thousands of them from various different countries, each with different sections for cooks at different levels.

'How thoughtful! I'll use this book all the time!' Kilian decided as he raised the book in the air to smile at it, 'I'd much rather cook my own lunch than eat something out of a school! Or, even better...'

The boy let out a small, happy sigh at the thought of eating lunch cooked by his Aunt. In his little six year old opinion, there was nothing better than the food she cooked.

Then there was Gabriel's gift. If Corinne was the one who always gave food related gifts, Gabriel was the one to actually give food as gifts.

The man traveled quite a bit, and explored many places. Whenever he visited a spot, he'd return with some kind of souvenirs. Those souvenirs would be food, more times than not.

The gift from Gabriel was a couple of boxes.

Inside one where a bunch of flower shaped pastries, dusted with powdered sugar. Oddly enough, they seemed fresh. Everything Gabriel provided was fresh.

What was his secret...?
Maybe he made them himself?

Mm, anyways, Kilian went through the other boxes and found even more pastries from various other countries.

Out of all the pastries, the Pastel de Belém was his favorite. Kilian nibbled on one, and shared it with y/n with the plan to see if she liked it as well.

He carefully observed her expression, and the moment she hummed with delight and exclaimed, "It's great!" the boy immediately made plans to ask for a recipe.

Maybe he could find it in that cook book he was gifted with! Ohoho, yes, he already had plans forming.

He'd have to hold off that plan for a little bit though.

Oleander's gift was just a little gray scarf for him to wear along with matching gloves. Kilian liked this simple gift. No note came along with it, but the message was clear enough without one.

Zain gifted Kilian some candy. Not something he needed, but Kilian figured he could use the brain food for when he decided to waste away in the living room studying.

Laurence's gift was a pen. Not just any pen.

It was a fountain pen, the one Kilian's father used to use all the time. The boy vaguely remembered it being his father's favorite.

It was black, beautiful silver designs decorating its exterior with a little figure of a lion at its base.

It was kept in a small case, one which Laurence had decorated with a simple ribbon. Along with it came a brief note.

I believe your father would've wanted you to have this. I hope you come to treasure it just as much as he once did. Have fun in school, Kilian, and take extra good care of your Aunt. Be nice to her husband too!

- L.D.

Kilian would let the being nice piece slide.

He stared at the own for a long moment, unsure of how to feel, but smiled anyways with a small chuckle.

Elena had given Kilian a coloring book.

...

He'd take it happily.

After opening all the gifts with y/n, the woman asked him if he'd like to try out a recipe from the new cook book.

Kilian eagerly agreed.

Together, the two of them made lasagna for dinner. Kilian kept splashing himself with tomato sauce on accident, so y/n gave him the task of assembling the the lasagna when everything was ready.

By the time Yuri got home, y/n and Kilian had prepared dinner and were drawing together.

Kilian was the first to notice the arrival of the man and scowled at him with a, "Ew, you're back."

"No need to be so excited about it." Yuri scoffed back but relaxed when he saw the smile on y/n's face, "What are the two of you up to?"

"We're drawing!" y/n chirped, "We were going to play Pictionary, but we wanted to wait for you." the woman got up and gestured to where the table was set, "Kilian and I cooked dinner, so let's eat together first!"

Kilian and Yuri sent one another death glares, but joined y/n at the table so they could all sit together.

The little boy would not make a move just yet.

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"I'm gonna throw up again..."

"Please don't..."

Kilian swayed lightly in his seat between y/n and Yuri, a nauseous look on his face as they sat amongst the many other families all gathered in the great auditorium of Eden Academy.

Kilian awkwardly tugged at his uniform, a small frown on his face as he tried to get comfortable.

He opted to focus on the wrinkly old man on the stage speaking into the mic instead, hoping that his annoying voice would distract him from the nausea.

"You are all truly the chosen. Due to your hard work, or perhaps your parents, you have made it to the recreated halls of Eden." the old man was saying, "To our honorable new 228 students, congratulations, and welcome to our school. Everyone here at Eden welcomes you from the bottom of our hearts."

'That's a lie.' Kilian thought with a quiet groan.

"Kil? Do you need to get fresh air?" y/n asked the boy quietly as everyone began to applaud, "You look nauseous..."

"I'm fine, it's almost over." Kilian replied quickly, "I'll be okay, it shouldn't be too long now."

"Don't be stubborn, just go get fresh air if you need it." Yuri scoffed and the little boy gave him a glare.

"Shut up..."

"Kil!"

"Err... I mean, be quiet."

"Next, we will be announcing the houses and their housemasters. Please step forward when your name is announced."

Kilian perked up at that, 'Okay! Easy enough!'

As everyone began to be called up front, Kilian mentally prepared himself for his name to be called.

"Kilian Briar."

"That's you, Kil." y/n whispered with a little smile before kissing her nephew's temple, "Go on ahead."

Kilian nodded once before hurrying down to the stage where he forced himself to take on a more composed walk and make his way into the line with the other children.

When he arrived, he let out a breath of relief.

'Okay. That wasn't so bad.'

"Anya Forger."

'Huh?'

Kilian looked to the left with wide eyes and gawked at the sight of that familiar pink haired girl awkwardly walking over.

Holy 💩, she did it!!!

'Anya?!!!'

The girl blinked before her eyes focused in on Kilian.

Her eyes lit up, "Ian!"

His cheeks burned with embarrassment and he frantically gestured to quickly get into line. She flinched and quickly ran over to go behind the other children who separated her from Kilian.

Kilian forced himself to look ahead, feeling dizzy.

"Ian! Hey... Ian...!"

Kilian was going to ignore her.
'What hall am I in again?'

"Oh, hey there Latin Boy!"

Kilian jerked in surprise, then peeked past the other kids behind him to get a good look at Anya and Becky.

No. NO NO NO.

"Hehe, what a surprise!" Becky chirped.

"Huh..." Kilian mumbled then looked ahead again.
'Ugh...'

"Those will be the 29 students in Class Three." the old guy was saying, "They will be under the tutelage of Master Henderson."

"Looks like Kilian is already making friends." y/n commented, brows raised with amusement as the little pink haired girl and the brunette both tried to get the nervous little boy's attention, "Hehe, that's good. Although, he is looking a little annoyed..."

"Annoyed?" Yuri snorted, "He looks furious."

'No, I know that look. He's nervous.'

"Do you think he'll be okay though, Yuri?" y/n asked quietly, biting her nails anxiously.

"He will." Yuri assured her, "The kid is tough, and he's definitely not one to take any 🐂💩. You have no need to worry."

Y/n glanced at her husband and smiled, "Right."

"And now, the students will be accompanied by their homeroom teachers on a tour of the campus before heading to their respective classrooms." the old guy, probably the Headmaster, announced as the audience began to applaud, "During that time, there will be a meet and greet in Tower C's lounge for the guardians."

Y/n kept her worried gaze on Kilian as him and the other children wandered along in line after their teacher so they could begin their tour.

'This is it, Achille. Off he goes.' she thought, 'I wish you could've been here to see this moment.'

Kilian did his best to ignore the two girls trying to get his attention, but was alerted by Mr. Henderson's, "You there! Stay in the line!"

Kilian looked back at Anya who was equally shocked.

'Anya!!!'

'Sorry, Ian!'

And so, the tour began.

They were shown the dining hall, a place in which the best chef's would make them the most "elegant" dishes.

Kilian preferred y/n's cooking.

"Beyond those doors is a special dining hall reserved only for Imperial Scholars." Mr. Henderson was saying, "Anyone can become an Imperial Scholar if they achieve elegant grades and earn eight Stella Stars."

"Yes sir!" all the children chimed. Excluding Kilian.

"Kilian could be an Imperial Scholar. Since Kilian is smart, like an adult." Anya commented and the boy flinched, giving her and Becky a look of alarm.

"First of all, not all adults are smart. Second, when did you get next to me?" he demanded in a hushed voice.

"However, those who fall behind will receive Tonitrus Bolts and face punishment or expulsion, so stay on your toes." the old man added, gaze fixated on a certain pink haired girl.

'Why are you looking at me?' Anya wondered.

"Lord Damian's gonna become an Imperial Scholar in no time!" one little boy exclaimed. Kilian didn't like him already.

"Of course I am." the dark haired one with that cocky smirk scoffed. Kilian didn't like him either.

"We'd expect nothing else!" yeh third boy with a comically tall hair style chimed.

They all seemed like bad news.
Kilian would have to avoid them.

"I mean, my Father is the head of the National Unity Party." the dark haired one was saying as Kilian turned away to look at his surroundings instead.

It was pretty impressive. Just... a little too big.
Kilian was starting to feel sick again...

As all the children crowded that one dark haired boy, Becky rolled her eyes with a, "Hah... they're all so dumb. Say, Latin Boy, isn't it great that we're in a class together?"

"Hnngh..." was Kilian's half-🍑ed reply, filled with dismay at the sight of that smug looking dark haired boy approaching, 'Here comes trouble...'

Anya jumped, 'Trouble??? Where?!'

"What about you? What does your father do?" the dark haired boy asked as he approached Anya, "If he's important enough, I'd consider letting you be my friend too."

Kilian gave Anya a curious look. He had to admit, he was curious about Anya's new family. Hopefully they were kind, loving people. Otherwise, Kilian would have to get to pulling some strings so she could stay with him instead.

'Having Anya around would definitely make life a bit more tolerable.' Kilian thought to himself, 'Or more hellish, that too.'

"He's a sp— err, a feelings doctor."

'A what?'

"Hmph. So he's just a nobody then?" the dark haired boy scoffed with any annoying little smirk, "You're probably not that rich anyways! Lame."

Kilian didn't like that.

Anya pointed at the dark haired boy with a simple and straight forward, "I wanna go play at your house."

"You idiot! Know your place, uggo!" the one with the tall hair style snapped, "This is what's wrong with measly little peasants these days!"

The other one with the nasty bowl cut strolled over to Anya and pushed her with a, "You're gonna get your gross peasant germs on him! Scram!"

Anya stumbled back, and Kilian could've sworn she looked about ready to kill the boy for a second. But then... she paused. She paused and looked down.

"Hey, don't be so pathetic! Say something back!" Becky complained and Kilian frowned at her.

"What part of not paying idiots any mind is pathetic?" Kilian wondered aloud and the dark haired boy bristled.

"What'd you just call me?!"

"Heh. As if I care." Anya scoffed before looking back up with a little grin. Ugh, Kilian didn't like that face.
It smelled like oncoming trouble.

Either way...

"I'll take it. Don't waste your energy on morons." Kilian sighed and blinked in surprise when the dark haired boy pointed an accusing finger at him.

"Don't act as if you're so great either! I bet your Father isn't special at all!" the boy snapped.

Kilian blinked once. Then twice. Then squinted.

"Who are you, again?"

"I—" a cold breeze swept through the room as the dark haired boy and his goons gave the uninterested gray haired boy looks of pure shock.

"I don't get why you're going around insulting people and their Dads like that. And for what? Their parents' occupations? That's kinda pathetic, if you ask me." Kilian continued, "Really, what matters about a person is who they are, not who their parents are. Their parents' jobs and achievements shouldn't be the major factor in deciding whether or not you'll be friends with them, that's so childish. What matters is character, not background."

The boy paused to shrug once.

"Think of it this way. If your father was the most despicable, disgusting, and cruel human being on the planet, would you want him to be the first thing people think about when they hear your name? Would you want him to be what people use to decide whether or not you're worth being around? Here's my answer, I sure wouldn't. Just keep that in mind." Kilian fixed the dark haired boy with a cold stare, "Especially you. Think about what's so great about yourself, aside from who your one way tickets to this world are, when you're introducing yourself to other people."

Kilian thought to himself for a long moment.

"Yeah... your parents shouldn't define who you are."

The room was dead silent after that.

Then, a girl amongst the other children mumbled, "I kinda get what you're saying... I mean, I wouldn't want people to think of me when a terrible person is mentioned."

A couple other children murmured their agreements and Kilian tensed when he realized that he'd drawn attention.

It was too late. The damage had been done.

"Wow... both you and Anya are so grown up!" Becky breathed, "You're so composed... I'm impressed!"

"Huh? Grown up?" both Kilian and Anya echoed.

Kilian merely looked away out of embarrassment while Anya went right back to smirking at the angry smug kid with a, "heh."

"Urgh... don't get cocky, you stupid uggo! Uggo, uggo, dumb uggo!" the boy shouted before pointing at Kilian, "And you shut your mouth, you dumbo!"

Kilian raised a brow, "What."

"Lord Damien, you should start thinking about broadening your vocabulary." the kid with the tall hairstyle commented.

"What's with you? Sure, she's uglier than I am, but you don't have to be so mean." Becky scoffed, warning look of shock from poor Anya.

"Uggo... Dumbo..." Kilian mumbled, causing both Becky and Anya to turn their attention to him, "Huh."

"Don't let that idiot's words get to you." Becky hummed with a smile, "He's not worth your time."

"No, no, I know. It's just..."

Kilian looked at the furious dark haired boy, the look on his face similar to one which someone would give a cockroach. Disgust. Pure disgust.

"His vocabulary is atrocious, does he have brain damage?" Kilian wondered aloud and little rich boy's face went RED.

"WHAT?!"

"Uggo and dumbo." Kilian repeated before smirking, "Alright then, if we're stooping down to name calling, I'll do you one better."

He took a step towards the shooketh ebony haired boy and poked him in the shoulder, forcefully enough to make him stumble back.

"You're a vacuous, ill-mannered wretch with nothing better to do than project your own insecurities on others. Your fatuous behavior is sickening to me, and the fact that they let a little brat as impertinent as you into this Academy is nearly as shocking as your lack of basic human decency." with each cold statement, Kilian poked the boy again, and again, and again which forced him to stumble back a little further, "Speaking of which, I highly recommend that you take some time to reflect on your behavior. And, if that statement is a bit too much for you to understand, let me simplify it for you."

Kilian gave the boy one last little shove which sent him plopping to the ground with a look of pure shock.

The gray eyed boy scowled, "You're detestable. Get out of my sight, and stay out of my sight. Roach."

And with that, Kilian turned and walked off.

'How... how dare he! How dare he think he can insult me like that and walk away!' the black haired kid, whatever the hell his name is, thought with fury, "Hey! Don't think you can just walk away, you peasant!"

"I have legs, don't I? I don't think I can walk away, I am walking away." Kilian retorted without looking over his shoulder.

"Get back here, you idiot!"

"I'm not familiar with plebeian vocabulary, sorry."

"HEY!!!"

"You there! How many more times do I need to remind you?" Mr. Henderson demanded, causing all four children to look his way, "Do you three want a Tonitrus on your first day?!"

'Wait, three?' the trouble trio looked and found Kilian standing a distance away, staring at the lights above with innocent eyes.

He caught the ebony haired boy staring and smirked before giving him a thumbs down and a, "Hm."

Anya just kept on smirking along with Kilian while the ebony haired kid, Kilian still had no clue what his name was, glared at the two of them with an embarrassed blush on his face.

'Dang it, I'll make both of you pay for embarrassing me!' he thought with a furious look.

'Mama lied. Smiling didn't help at all.' Anya just kept on smiling, no— smirking despite it all.

Kilian was getting dizzy again as he was crowded by a couple of girls who were trying to introduce themselves all at once, 'Auntie, help...! Too many people!'

They continued on with the tour, Kilian struggling to free himself from the crowd of girls who had him surrounded at all sides, while Anya and Becky walked together.

It was as they were walking that Anya felt something hit the back of her head, and she looked back to find the roach whistling to himself while his goons snickered.

Anya kept on smirking, but Becky wasn't going to just let that 🐂💩 slide, "If you guys don't quit it, I'm gonna tell the teacher!"

'Please do.' Kilian thought, cringing away from a girl who was asking him what his favorite food was, "Who even are you???"

"And what proof do you have, huh?" the roach challenged, "Move! Out of my way!"

He shoved Becky aside to get to Anya, getting all up in her personal space and pointing at her with a, "I'm gonna bully you every single day! You and your annoying friend! I'll teach you a lesson so you won't ever be able to smirk again!"

"Her feelings doctor dad might be able to fix her if she cries!" the one with the bowl cut laughed.

Kilian heard. Kilian heard it all, and he didn't like it.

Anya kept smirking, but a fire lit behind her eyes.

She looked down the hall to where Henderson was showing the other kids another part of the hall, and where Kilian was struggling to get away from the crowd of girls who would not leave him alone no matter how hard he tried to get away.

"Hey, what are you looking at?" the roach demanded, "You scared or something?"

Anya paused, before turning and DOCKING THAT LITTLE MOTHER🚚ER IN THE FACE. THE FORCE SENT HIM FLYING INTO THE TRASH CANS, SENDING TRASH FLYING EVERYWHERE.

SAITAMA COULD NEVER!

The roach sat up, eyes welling up with tears, before he started crying little the little annoying 🍑 kid he is.

"Hey! What's going on over here!" Henderson demanded, running over to see what the commotion was about.

The noise had distracted the crowd of girls, allowing Kilian to free himself and scramble over to Anya and Becky instead where he could hide behind them.

"Sir! She just punched Lord Damian!" the one with the bowl cut cried and recoiled when Kilian fixed him with a death glare.

Anya innocently pointed to where the kid with the tall hair was kneeling beside the crying roach, "I just held out my hand, and somehow, he ran into it. I think the brain damage made him do it."

"You liar! Nobody would believe something as absurd as that!" the tall hairstyle kid shouted.

Kilian watched the back and forth with a tired look before sighing to himself. He was too tired and way too dizzy to think about using illusions.

"You do realize that punching another is a disgraceful act, Anya Forger." Mr. Henderson hummed.

Anya looked scared.

"That's not what happened, sir!" Becky protested, "She was holding back all day but these bullies wouldn't leave her alone!" she grabbed Kilian's wrist, startling him, and dragged him into view, "He tried defending her too, and they threatened to bully him!"

Kilian was lost.

"So it's true you hit him?"

Anya was silent for a long moment before sheepishly pointing to Becky, "H-Her foot... he stepped on it. So I got mad... I'm really sorry..."

Becky's eyes sparkled as she covered her mouth, 'She... she really did that for me?!'

Becky began to tearfully thank Anya, still tightly holding onto Kilian as the boy tried to process what was happening.

'Why are you holding onto me...?! Let me go!'

When it was time to return to the parents, Kilian didn't even get the chance to run to his parents.

Becky snatched him by the back of his uniform and exclaimed, "Come on, I wanna introduce you to my parents! So they can see how grown up you are!"

"I'm literally six, how grown up could I possibly be?!!!" Kilian demanded, floundering desperately as he spotted y/n and Yuri in the crowd, "A-Auntie! Auntie, help!"

Y/n hadn't noticed, but Yuri caught sight of him.

Kilian felt hope for a small moment.
Then dread.

The man gave the boy a smug grin, along with a thumbs down, before turning away. He basically just threw Kilian to the wolves.

'You... YOU TRAITOR!!! YOU'LL REGRET THIS!!!' Kilian thought tearfully as Becky dragged him away, 'I'LL GET YOU AS SOON AS WE'RE OUT OF HERE!'