Sleeper's words would normally breeze right past Dylan; The both of them had explained their biology time and time again, this was nothing new.

But it hits something raw inside Dylan this time. He pales, remembering what he's seen and felt in Tim's memories. These injuries had been caused by a friend who'd betrayed his trust.

Betrayed him under the control of an alien symbiote.

There's a sick, twisting feeling in his gut. Dylan's felt a lot of things toward his powers and his heritage before — Elation, anger, comfort, confusion, among other things — but this is the first time he's felt... ashamed. Disgusted.

"Yeah," he says, rising to his feet. "I'm glad I could be here to help stabilize him." Dylan saved his life. He knows that, just as he knows the creature that had seized Jaime's body wasn't a Klyntar. It has nothing to do with Dylan or his family; There was no connection at all.

So why does he feel like this?

"I should give you guys some space," he says, making a beeline for the door. He motions for Nico to follow, but doesn't wait to see if he actually does. "Let me know if you need anything else."

He doesn't wait for an answer before exiting to the stairwell that leads back down to the bar.