Diego chuckles at that, smirking. "Would. Have. Lived to tell the tale," he says, giving a shrug.

"And I will tell you, these are not going to work as well, but you can learn to throw them as you would any knife." He sighs then, his expression growing forlorn and longing. "I have a case of them. Custom made for me. About a hundred in the box. Perfectly weighted, sharpened to scalpel perfection."

His shoulders slump but he rolls his eyes. "But they are not here. Not that I've found. Mostly I was checking..." He gives Reyes a glance as he throws, arching a brow. "You know anything about this thing that somehow they can change you in this place?"

It's the only thing that makes him question the Commission being behind this. If they could do that, why wouldn't they have done so to Five?