Shock

This was how I operated. Even if I was trying not to be too blatant with others watching. I was trying to consider more before I acted and took this route, moderating myself.

Shock. Shake them on a sensory level.

I stooped low to pick up the vest, then swung it as I had before. Blindside stumbled forward, much as they had before, into my reach, both forearms pressing against my back.

I'd had to moderate my aura, back at the hospital. My mood darkened even thinking about that time, much as it had darkened when I saw myself in the mirror and remembered what I had been.

It took all I had to not let that darkness affect how I handled the aura. I'd told myself, so many times, I wanted to be better. Regrets weren't worth anything if I didn't let them drive me to do it better in the future.

- Daybreak 1.4