...No. Not particularly.

[Constantine pauses for a moment. He looks away from Freyja, avoiding eye contact with her.]

All week, I've been scratching my head, trying to put together pieces that didn't fit. Hoping to make sense of it, that I'd somehow feel better if I figured out what was missing.

[A hollow grin stretches across his face.]

But now, I don't know if knowing is better or worse. It certainly made me who I am today, to say the least.

[Whether he likes it or not.]