His? Cal is his? The anger rises again and that certainly doesn't help the clarity of his mind. He didn't belong to anyone, least of all another madman. He clenches his fists at his sides and drops his voice back to level. At least he can make an attempt.

"Gladly and without reservation. I have been mad for a long time. That is hardly a secret. If I've been broken, so be it. At least it leaves me with sharp edges."