Kobra's been kind of... rampaging on and off. He's breaking just about anything he can get his hands on and if he says he remembers everything, he's lying. Party is gone and he can't handle all the fucking anger. His hands are torn up and there's blood on his clothes.

When he sees Lydia, something in him snaps back into place, though.

"Lyds!" He jogs after her, forgetting the blood on his clothes and how messed up his hands look. "Lyds, wait up!"