"It would have been quicker than what I—what he—" How to talk about that twisted version of himself? "Quicker than what happened to him twice over. Thinking on it now, it is one of the cruelest, most grotesque things I've ever seen." He prods at his cheekbone and winces. It's probably already starting to bruise, but he reckons he's lucky; that punch could have smashed his nose or cracked his jaw. "Also one of the queerest, but I doubt I shall have a chance to ask him about it now."