Deepstars smile disappeared so quickly that she didn’t know what to do with her face for a second, before emotion took over and a sorrow rage took its place. “This has to be him. He’s the one that got Cove killed.” She wanted to rip his face off and smash it into the coral below. But if she was right, he was an animus, which means she couldn’t do a thing to him. Instead she would have to find a weakness, but later. She brought herself close to his face, a small shower of sparks dancing behind her barred teeth. “My little brother.” She said, almost accusingly. Aphono’s face told her he had siblings as well from the look of understood sadness, but he had a question he was desperate to ask her as well.