I've convinced myself that sneaking out the servants' entrance is a good idea when I hear her voice... by which time it's far too late for me to do anything except stare

They've all got it easy. The supers and the wonders and the villains. All of them. They don't live in the grays. It's all black and white for them.

It's an interesting question: When you're living in a cage... What's there worth living for, anyway?