[ Luther almost blurts it out, then: You sound like a combination of two of my siblings. He stops himself in time to rephrase it slightly, remembering that he's supposed to be anonymous. Can't exactly be blabbering Hargreeves details all over the network for all to see. ]

You sound like a mix of two people I knew, who used to be here. One had music powers and the other could hit anything with a knife.

It's a shame you can't use your healing on yourself. Although I don't think your powers would work on me either; it's not technically an injury.