[Would she remember any of this? Was there any real repercussions to this all? Remy wasn't sure, but for what he had shown to her so far, what he had hidden away in the dark little corner of his mind, the next words didn't seem so heavy.] It's how I got control of m' powers. I got my head cut open, messed 'round with, 'nd suddenly I wasn't a walkin' bomb 'nymore.

[There was less happiness than there should had been in his voice for someone who had gained control so easily.] Ain' sayin' it was the right choice, pretty damn sure it wasn't, but would do it again if I had the chance, only because there was no other option other than just waitin' for the day I exploded 'nd possibly took someone else out with me.