"It's. Useful." The same way his accelerated healing was useful, the same way his strength was. Useful, but also meant to bend to the will and use of others. "I—" he hesitated, frowning. "I believe that I wasn't here. That I was. Being used."

It was the first he'd mentioned it to anyone.

Settling down though, that was easier to explain. "Patterns, routines are predictable. You can be found. Used. Made to—" He shook his head. "Old habits. Doesn't matter."