[ He swallows heavily, nodding his head. When the golem had dissolved, all the pigments had returned to V's hair and his arms. Obvious enough, isn't it. ]

As you can see [ hands spread in a deprecating gesture of self-mockery ] my strength leaves something to be desired. I have familiars that are able to fight on my behalf.

[ He shakes the bird off his shoulder, stooping to collect his fur-lined cape and pull it back on. ]

Even when I could summon Nightmare, it's a difficult entity to maintain. I can't tolerate it as a 'finished product' as it were.

Whatever, I can pick up that big fuck's slack.