His heart pounded in his ears. They'd lost the better man and got such a shoddy replacement. He couldn't do this. He couldn't.

But he couldn't just quit. He had to try for their sakes. He owed them that much. A poor copy he might've been, but at least he could give them some illusion that they hadn't lost the other Six. At least until he shoved his foot in his mouth again.

"Maybe Salazar should try again," Six said, still focusing on his reflection.