He snorts. There's no way he believes her or anything she's selling at this point. Look at what buying into the X-Men - twice! - got him. Once, it made him believe he was accidentally killing the girl he liked, and then it got him arrested by the FBI.

Not exactly ringing endorsements.

"There's no clean slates for Rea- kids like me." The words are out before he can stop them. He can almost hear someone at the Institute telling him to stop thinking like that. At least he hadn't called himself a Reaper. He's still disappointed that that wasn't his codename.

"Been sold that already. Not stupid enough to buy it a third time." Twice he'd been that stupid.