"So they chose the least controllable part of your life to try controlling," Batman didn't count and couldn't compare, thank you, "thinking they could control you with it, but you wound up controlling it instead, so they couldn't control you?" He tapped his fingers against Billy's back. Huh! "That may be ironic after all!"

William was the only person who could manage to steer him, sometimes, for short periods -- with his song, with his hypnotism. He could momentarily quiet the whirlwind. But that wasn't the same, was it? That was ordering about with bells and whistles, really.

"Yes, William." What else could be said? Why, when nothing could be said without falling short, anything could be said, really. "Er... Are you referring to the last two weeks entirely, or just the 'possessed by a primal force' part of it?"