Just because they put a bunch of fucked-up little things in my bloodstream [Yes she can feel them in there and yes, it's weird as hell, and no, trying to forcibly expel them didn't work out, but was pretty gross] doesn't mean I'm going to just go along with whatever goddamn stupid plans they have. If I believed you were forced into playing along for even half a second, I'd say that maybe you're just getting an even bigger taste of your own medicine, Constantine.