"But why? Do I annoy you that much?" Just by appearances, he didn't have anything to fear from the skinny youth who already had a broken arm. But, with a nervous swallow Armand glanced back at Logan, that man had only given him a broken arm last night with whatever strengths, powers and weapons Dr. Landel had restored to him. This didn't bode well.

"It is getting to where I hardly dare speak to anyone anymore," he said, sounding petulant and whiny despite his fear.