[He bites his lip, gnawing at the old wound left there by Raleigh's sharp fist.]

... The layers in Deerington broke. Something — fluctuated. Once the power dampening failed, he was able to get a lot of his original powers back for a window of time. [A pause.] I'm sure you felt it. The power he had, when you did what you did to him.

Eventually... After... After he'd killed a few Sleepers and Wastes, I, uh. I managed to kill us. Special gun that takes out almost anything, even if they're impervious to regular bullets. Woke up a week later, back in the driver's seat.

Sick as a dog, but... back in control.