He choked at her words, before meeting her eyes, his power shining, just a bit. "Suffer? An interesting take on the relationship I have with my taint. I suffer its stupidity, (Behave!) and it deals with my refusal to destroy things because it is bored. (Do you wanna go back into the box? Then behave!)"<br/><br/>He gave the males a look, before flexing his power, draining the magic out of the weapons. "And I would advise your 'guards' point those weapons in a safer direction. I am not doing anything threatening, but if they continue to try and menace me, I will defend myself. Preemptively if necessary."<br/><br/>The asides had been to the thrashing taint, which was trying to do its damnedest to get loose and get at the mind healer in front of him. It froze at the mention of the Box, and calmed, though it did hiss and snarl toward the healer, though much quieter and it let itself be probed. "As for maintaining my sanity, that is a relative term. What is sane for some is lunacy for others."