Well...my Dad raised me to be a supervillain. One of his pawns. At first I thought breaking with that was just my way of rebelling. [She is tucking her pants into her boots and cinching up her coat.] Then Shadowcat--I think you'd like her--nearly died helping me out. And something clicked.

The bitch side of me that's been out and proud for four months, that hates my father and keeps turning back on me and tearing up my guts, she's not all there is of me.

I guess we should get moving.