Rebel. I never left. I'm just entertained by the notion that you think that you are better than us. And steal the spotlight from who? You? Don't make me laugh.. The reality of the situation is this: Peter Gimour will devour you on Warfare. If you do not make it out alive here's what not only people will be singing but also what I will ensure is etched out your tombstone..

*Havok pulls a piece of paper out of his pocket and clears his throat.*

"Rebel. Rebel. Where his soul's gone or how it fares. Nobody knows, and nobody cares" Meaning you could drop off the face of God's green earth and no one will care.