"It was how I was able to broadcast that particularly revealing conversation with my Evil-Self. I found the camera and took a gamble. I didn't have much time to do much else."

He leans forward on the table, resting his chin on his hands, his brows knitting together in thought. Before long he's poking at the whipped cream on his coffee and putting the finger in his mouth.

"It was apparent after that what I was dealing with. And it didn't seem that thwarting him and keeping people from his possible evil plottings wasn't enough.

"And now I owe this person a debt."