[He eats methodically as he listens to her talk, not put off his food by the seriousness of the topic mostly by long habit at eating under a myriad of circumstances. He makes careful mental notes of what she says, storing them in the meticulously preserved part of his memory devoted to Betty, which is expanding now.]

So it's not completely dissimilar, [he notes.] Still anger and difficult to control. I think I get-- worse with fear, though, not more human. [There's not many people he'd admit that so freely and matter of factly to.]

The rest is the same? The... strength and invulnerability?