"Why are you telling me this?"
His voice was flat, all emotion drained from it.
"What do you expect me to do with this information? What does knowing any of this actually change?"
Elizabeth hesitated, choosing her words carefully.
"Because you deserve to know the truth. Because even if they tried to erase you, even if they tried to make you into nothing, you're still here. You're still making waves. You're still changing things."
She walked around to face him again.
"And because I think, somewhere deep inside you, there's still pieces of what you were meant to become. Fragments they couldn't fully erase because of that seal the old beggar left. And those fragments are driving you forward even when you don't understand why."
"That's not comforting. That's terrifying."
Damian's laugh was bitter.
