His anger had been a well constructed mask before but it was no longer needed now. The jab, as Ronan perceived it, about his mother was even worse than the question about his power.

"I never said I have a power and I didn't hurt my mother," he nearly yelled.

As guilty as he was, as much as he did wrong, and as much as he blamed himself, he hadn't hurt her. It didn't stop him from seeing what had been left of her or feeling that hurt and guilt all over again.

His father's death had been terrible but he'd at least processed it more than his mother's.