"Are you even listening to yourself?" Almost bewildered, but. The green in his eyes sparks brighter as Julian reaches out with his telekinesis, through Teddy. Wraps it around his heart--doesn't matter where the hell it's wandered off to, he can find it. And squeezes. Not enough to kill him. Probably enough to cause cardiac arrest in a normal person.

"I've got a real one, thanks. Unlike you. Everything about you is fake, isn't it. Your form, your size, your everything. Every piece of me is one hundred percent genuine."