Greg has been a very powerless man for his whole life. In this one, and in the one he's forgotten, he's sure. His memories tell of being near people with power, awed by them, but never equal to them. Here, even with all the fame and fortune he could dream of, the whole of it has been blatantly out of his control. That feeling... it's something foreign, something alien, something unbelievable.

Breathing uneven through clenched teeth, Greg eyes Blanche.

"Wh... why... are you giving me this...?"