Jamie wondered if he should just say it. Just admit it. Doc Samson knew it, wasn't here though, and he could use someone good worth knowing, in case things got rough again. He hesitated a moment, fingers curling tight around the cool mug for a long time before he finally decided to come clean.
"I've been having problems like that with my dupes. I made one that... jesus, I mean this was weeks and weeks ago, but still, he was supposed to talk Rictor down from a suicide jump.. and he pushed him off. He called himself the X-factor. I can't risk making him again but what, am I supposed to live in fear of that forever and never use what I was born to do?"