It is stupid. [ He doesn't want to argue with her, he just thinks if she had more context she might think so, too. She looks him in the eye but he can't return it for more than a second or two at a time. ] You know, I went to get breakfast once and there were scrambled eggs there. Scrambled eggs were all that he fed us when we were down there waiting to die. I almost threw up. I just...don't go for breakfast anymore.

[ A guy like him, being overcome with fear at the sight and smell of some stupid eggs? Pathetic, he thinks. He doesn't know a lot about trauma, or the ways it manifests, he just wishes he didn't have to deal with it. ]

I used to be the toughest guy around. [ Well, at his school, anyway. ] No one fucked with me. I want that back.

[ And if he had all that power, he thinks, he'd be different than the captain. He'd use it to go be alone and untouched somewhere, smiting anyone who dared to try and hurt him but other than that he'd just...be safe and far beyond the reach of monsters. ]