"Okay, even I admit I am having issues seeing me-self like that as well." He gave a hearty laugh, before taking another drag of his cigarette. "But I want to try. Who knows? Maybe I will like being more outgoing or enjoy going to clubs. I will not know until I try, a phrase that has been sort of pounded into me head since I been here."

He then got up off the ground, without any assistance. Dolemeck stood on his own two feet, and then began making his way back to his wheelchair (which was a good ten feet away). His legs wobbled at times, but he appeared to be doing well using his powers to assist himself in walking.

Once back in his chair, he wheeled himself back over to Rose.

"It takes a lot out of me to do that."