"Unfortunately, any discussion of my powers led to thoughts of shape-shifting, which led to thoughts of Annie, which led to worry. Worry? Hell, no. Let's call it what it really was. Outright panic. If I even started thinking of it, my heart pounded and my mouth went dry. When I tried to skate over the subject, Daniel brought me back, and we hashed it out. Turning out like Annie wasn't a certainty--she was the only subject we knew who'd begun to shift. Growing up in a medical research town meant we knew all about side effects and outliers. Her case might be a one-off. And if it wasn't? Then we knew where to find the scientists who'd done this to us. We didn't trust them. We didn't want anything to do with them. Still... "If that happens to you, we're getting their help," Daniel said. "But--" He put his hand over my mouth. "No buts. If it happens to you, we go to them. We'll force them to fix you on our terms." A wry smile. "I can make people do things, remember?" I was sure it wouldn't be that easy. But having him say it? Be willing to take that risk for me? It meant a lot."