It's hell. [A bit of a cold smile touches his lips.] Just got fired for knifing my boss. Back home, I could've taken out the whole bar in a second - now I get one cut in before the shit's getting beaten outta me.

[But it's not just the destructive power, the fact that he can wield it over others.]

It's in my blood. Shapes the whole way I see the world. Not having that... it's not even like going blind, or losing an arm. It's losing yourself but still being alive.