[ Will's right -- he doesn't know Roman. But his words still hit with impact since Roman's spent most of his life being hated, being told he's terrible, having only Letha and Shelley believing in him being something better. And they didn't know. They're not around now to see what he's become, though he knows he would try to hide it from them too. Will's being too generous, Roman thinks; he's a pain in the ass and he knows it.

Still, maybe it's true that what you are is neutral and you can swing either way, to good or evil. Maybe evil's not in his nature just because he's his mother's son. Just because he's not human. Humans can be evil, after all, he knows that. He just never applied it to himself. It's hard to when you've got bloodlust. ]

I've never been great at self control. I'm trying now, I have to.

[ Because he wants to be good. He wants what Will's saying to be true, though he doesn't think saying thank you and not ripping someone's throat out makes you a good person. ]

Really.

When did you learn to do all of this? Use your powers, I mean. Sing to your father... all of that.