[ He-- he should be-- (scared, angry, confused) he should be many things but he shouldn't give in.

His crest starts glowing and that should set off warning bells.

But

it nearly gave in

nearly gave him what he wants.

(and so IV is lost)

(he cannot care, because the oil burns though him like fire)

(just like the last time, the fire burns away at him until all that's left is a shell)

(but this shell is not anger, not revenge and hatred and vengeance like the last time)

(it is need, and so much more easily satisfied)

(he has not been happy in so long)

IV is lost, but he's glad of it as he jerks in Black Mist's grip and nods, over and over and over. ]