[ Rage dissolves into panic, and his body simply reacts. A raised arm catches the arc of the razor aimed at his throat, tearing a gash across his forearm. In a blink he's gone, two blinks and he's behind Jack, wrenching one arm behind his back, his free hand grabbing Jack's razor blade wielding wrist as he pushes his body up against the wall to restrain him.
Behind Jack's ear his breathing is quick. ]
Jack?
[ It was Fikiri. Another trick. His mind is still reeling from that part, his voice strained from the thought of what might've happened if the hallucination had lasted a fraction of a second longer. ]
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Behind Jack's ear his breathing is quick. ]
Jack?
[ It was Fikiri. Another trick. His mind is still reeling from that part, his voice strained from the thought of what might've happened if the hallucination had lasted a fraction of a second longer. ]