[He's not sure. Blame that inability to trust people.]

I suppose it doesn't matter anyway. Mayfield strips everyone of their identities and their abilities, and even if they return them, it's not like you can just run around doing whatever you want.

[He sits back down, and stares Schuldig down.]

I'm tempted to blow your damn head off with a spell, but in the end there's no point to that either.