[Regis doesn't say anything. He has already learned that when Damon starts to speak it is best not to interrupt, though the presence of the current effects of the mansion may render his usual lack of willingness null and void.

He lets him pull away, lets him talk, but he can only smile very slightly and shake his head.]

Then I have no doubt that it would place us on equal ground. [He says, no less kindness in his voice for everything that has come out of Damon's mouth so far.] If I had a mind to, I could easily dispatch almost everyone in this mansion, and only have a small amount of difficulty with the rest.

[Like Damon, Regis knows what he's capable of. He's had a brutal reminder of it with the memory currently playing in his room.]

If I were to tell you every terrible thing I have ever done, do you believe it would alter your opinion of me?