"Good, you know the history behind your weaponry. Powerful thing, tytritium is. A power that fuelled man's lust for control. I can only assume you know how to use such a blade. After all, superheated weaponry takes quite the dexterity to wield." The man's own voice still remained the same throughout their conversation. Burnt and raspy, but somehow empathetic as if he knew Jackson well. "Do you know who I am, Jackson? That isn't an inquiry of intimidation. I am simply curious if your father ever mentioned me. Though if he did it surely would not be in this..." he pauses, choosing his words carefully, "...state I am in."