Aoba bites his lip and feels the ache of the bruise from where Virus bit him that morning. Whatever sympathy and hesitation he may have felt fades away, and he shuts his eyes.
"Hurt Virus."
Aoba hears a sickening crunch and opens his eyes; Trip has pushed Virus up against the wall and punched him in the stomach. Virus's broken glasses fall off his face and he gags on his own spit, and Aoba shakes his head.
"No, stop.