Ky's heart strains with pity for Potemkin after hearing his wish to control his strength. It is a similar sympathy he felt when he heard Dizzy's tearful desire to hold her power back and spare people any injury. How Ky manages to surround himself with people like this is almost humorous — or is it fate? Rather than feeling weighed by guilt, his prior experience only makes him yearn to understand and relieve Potemkin of that pain.

He touches the larger hand resting against his face to prompt his housemate to look at him.

"Potemkin." There is no apprehension in his voice. "Lead the way. Show me."