I don't know if I should be more offended for the sake of a John Watson I'm not now nor ever have been, or point out that I didn't always have control over my body. A general sort of offended probably works.

[John sighs.]

That's what I thought. I don't know how much good it'll do if they end up changed themselves.

[His shoulder feels a bit stiff and he rubs at it. He's not used to seeing two wounds there, a matching pair of scar tissue on the front and back of his shoulder.]

You say you've got memories of some other me. Could I ask a question about something that might've happened to me... him?