[ McGillis pauses, studying Izou's face for a moment. By now, he's admitted to coming from a bad background to a few people in Sunset City, but never in any amount of detail. Never anywhere close to what he knows Izou saw, even if he doesn't feel like being forthcoming about remembering that encounter.]

I was. And then I clawed my way out of that gutter up to the top of Gjallarhorn. Soldiers have fought and died for me and my revolution.