[Kaz pauses then. In the last few weeks, the Wings of Therion had been the furthest from his mind. The fact that he could no longer see Coach or have Kidlat Tahimik purring nearby was something that hadn't actually bothered him - he'd put the Wings out of mind, because training was more important... And everything else...]

Well... I haven't actually been thinking about the Wings in a while. It's been easier to breathe without them on my back, I won't deny that.

[No more hallucinations. No more playing the hero on center stage.]

I wasn't ready for them. You sealed them well, and something still managed to eke out and get to me. This is better. I may be a Deadwalker, but I'm also a Hunter and I plan on being a damn good one.

[He doesn't voice the "if I make it", because he still gets brief moments where he wonders if he's worthy.]