I was - after I did something horrible, there were people who wanted to execute me for it. My friends, they wanted to fight for me. [It was Charles, really, who made the decision. Who risked everything for, her again and again.]

There was a battle, on the moon. Either of them could have won, I suppose. But I didn't - I wasn't going to let them die for me, especially if I just turned into a monster later.