[He had thought at the time that something seemed off, but he’s still not happy with the whole situation. He looks down at Mycroft with cold dislike.]

Even his Heart said he might sever other people in the right conditions; he’s a monster, he’s like them, and if he comes near me again then I’ll make sure he understands what it takes to become something like me.

[A small frown appears at his brow, troubled.]

I had my hands on his head ready to snap his neck, I nearly did it and I’m not too sure I made the right decision not to. Men like him, they’re what HYDRA are made of.