Jemma | Gabriel.
I thought I was. There was a selfish element to it as well. The geneticist I was working with at the time. He wasn't particularly clued in to subtle abilities. He had just decided that I was a waste of time. Nothing special were the exact words he used. And I did think... if he didn't want his ability, I could remove it. Take it for myself. Unfortunately, in the heat of the moment, I didn't think about how putting a person back together isn't as simple as doing it on a machine.
It is. An addiction. It doesn't matter how kind hearted or thoughtful you are, how much willpower you have... once you have it, the urge pushes you past the line.
It tapered off. And after I learnt I didn't have to kill... that my ability was never supposed to work that way... it got harder to justify in my mind. And eventually... well, circumstances push you down a certain road sometimes. And I could have gone down a worse one than the one I ended up on.