"Not surprising. I saw people in cultist outfits trying to kill me. I couldn't see their faces, so I didn't know if I should kill them or not. I was also drowning in tar again, only for my terrified sister to pull me out and try to drop me back in. And then, I failed to save a dying Luis while he was a child. That was a long time ago, however. Those things are messed up, but they're effective at tearing through an opponent's mind." "..." "I guess I should have considered what would happen to a person with their mind mostly intact instead of shattered into bits and put back together like mine. Sorry." *I push myself off the wall, and put myself in front of you.* "Now, let's keep going. Ready?"