James shrugged, looking uncomfortabl, then leaned forward slightly.
"Well, after that time when I had to take down Joe... I was thinking a lot about how that almost played out, and what Erica said afterwards. I wasn't sure... what I was, I guess. I wondered if I really had become so comfortable with killing that I no longer minded sacrificing a friend or ally, even killing them myself. If I was that detached, would I even really be human any more? But when we found Winter injured, I knew that I was at least still capable of feeling concern, even dread at losing someone. That was important. It wasn't a complete fix, but it was something."