"Hey, man, check out my brain. I care. I care a lot. Compassion and understanding for all things, all that jazz."

And at what the other April says, her face softens. If she'd never found the Nexus, she would have stayed this kid who got the snot beat out of her on a regular basis. But she'd never have gotten her scars, so thick on her arms and legs and body that she hardly has an inch square of clear skin. But she'd never have her kids, her loved ones. She'd never be a hero. It's a fair trade.

"One difference changes a lifetime. But you still have the freedom to be whatever you'd like. It's never too late."