Nicholas Blair,

How much longer until I am rid of this unwashed mass of scars to which you’ve matched me?  Not everything is clear to me, but I am certain that I am here for a reason, and if you believe that it is to bear the progeny of that moody malformation, you will have strong reason to regret it.  My abilities are growing, Nicholas.  No longer will I be confined as I was.

Is this a warning?  No.  Is it information?  Vital, yes.  For you.




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