Regrowth (3)

"Please don't glare at me like that." Inspector John said with a sigh. 

I continued to glare. His shoulders dropped as he shook his head. "Alright, alright, I get it. It wasn't nice of us to bring you here without explaining anything."

My expression didn't change.

"You've changed though," He said after a moment of hesitation. You seem a lot healthier. I'm glad."

I sighed. "Was busy training. Now, do you mind telling me why I was brought here?"

Inspector John seemed surprised for a moment. "Right…" He mumbled before glancing at the documents he was holding. "So, first of all, I need you to answer some questions."

"Shoot." It wasn't like not answering was an option right now.

"In the past month, have you felt any unusual anger, irritation, wrath, sadness or emptiness?" 

I raised my eyebrows. Was he being serious right now? From the look on his face, he was. "Define unusual." I said, deciding to tread carefully.