Beware the light. My goal was not to end mutant kind, but to control it. I realized, we needn't stop perfecting what we eat and drink, but we could use that as part of us to perfect ourselves. To distribute gene therapy discreetly through everything, from sweet drinks to breakfast cereals. And it worked. Random mutantcy went through the way of polio. A man has to be what he is. Joey. Can't break the mold. There's no living with the killing. There's no going back. Right or wrong. It's a brand. A brand that sticks. Now you run on home to your mother. You tell her everything's alright. There are no more guns in the valley.