"If it makes you feel any better," he shot back, one corner of his mouth tipping into a smile that matched his brother's, "I think I would have, too. If the Company hadn't captured me."

He could vaguely remember Bennet saying they'd cleaned him up, after all. To what point and purpose, he didn't know, as they'd tortured him to death shortly thereafter, but the fact still remained that they had saved his life. He'd barely managed to limp away from the high school, even with the telekinetic shield he'd put between himself and the ground.

"But ... " But something still didn't add up for him. "... you didn't know her, did you? Why save her, if you were sure you were going to die?"