"Maybe you shoulda thought about how much we needed you when you decided to join team Take-Over-The-Universe!" There's no sympathy there, there's nothing but the feeling of raw betrayal and how much it hurt.

He glances over at Flynn. Honestly, as much as he's hated the guy for so long, he really doesn't seem so bad at all right now--even though there's something disconcerting about being praised by him.

Well, it didn't matter.

Jones deserved this.

"You were my friend, Jones," he growls. "We don't need you."

Even if they probably did.