"Do you forgive yourself?" He wondered. Sam never did that. Sam was always too harsh on himself. Sam was too harsh on the whole world, honestly. But that wasn't important right now. "Did you know that I can make you forget things? I'm good at that. Sometimes they never remember again. I can also make you remember things. Make you remember things that never happened."

Barty leaned forward, wondering how far he'd go here. But then he thought of Jakobus. Of his brother, of the boy with the wide eyes that looked frightened so often. The one they might be trying to track now, even though he should be kept out of all of this. "Remember the little boy you held down. The one who was locked up and who only wanted to be happy with his mommy and his daddy. And you held him down to experiment on him. Remember that. Remember how scared he was. He screamed. He just wanted to be loved. Remember how you didn't care."