[The music’s appropriately dramatic for a moment in which big results are about to be revealed — not to mention having his arm in a death grip b a man who, apparently, has a bloodlust streak.

Well, it’s fine. The fingerprint-shaped bruises around his forearm will be negligible, surely. He only watches Jeritza until the very last second, when the results flicker to life—

Glancing at them, he has moment of genuine surprise, before he tilts his head back in a laugh. Pain and murderous, newly-minted perfect match be damned.

also hey he knows that tune]

On the day I find out about this new side of you, we’re declared a perfect match. Isn’t that funny? Are you excited?

[bruh you can let go now]

Your wish being granted is closer to becoming a reality than ever before.