As soon as he started talking, he knew it was going to go wrong. Like being on a train as it derails in slow motion, but you’re the engineer and you pulled the lever to get it going.
Jesus, dude, shut up_! Pneuma’s looking at you. She’s embarrassed - I’m sorry, I’m so so sorry - but she’s got that quirky look on her face. Where did that come from anyway? I don’t do that. She’s growing. She’s always growing, faster than me._
While the others gather around Harry, Pneuma walks over and lightly touches his arm. He can see the complex synthesis of emotion on her face, read instantly that she’s following his thoughts, and know without hearing the words what she wants to say. You’re overthinking it. It’s okay. Relax.
He looks at Harry, and hears his father’s voice in his head, leavened with Agent Waters’ comments about supervillains in the past. That was stupid. You left the team behind. You took an unknown opponent to an unknown location. It’s easy to criticize after the fact. But what would he have done differently? Leo thinks. Use super-speed to disassemble Iconoclast’s equipment? Or maybe it would be too demanding in the face of the sonic waves. Harry had already taken a beating stopping that earlier attack against the crowd.
Harry is who I need to pay attention to right now. Harry will help me figure myself out.
Troll disappeared - derezzed, like a character from Tron. He got away too. _I was sure I had that asshole. Are the others judging me, the way I’m armchair coaching Harry? Probably. So… think!
_All he’s got, really, is his grappling lines. Versatile and useful, to be sure. With Otto, he’s got strength. With Pneuma, he’s got speed. Well, not now. His face flushes with fresh embarrassment.
Back to the point. His friends have always been his greatest strength. His robots have gotten him through so much pain and hurt. But there’s always room for more. It’s time to expand his network.
He fishes his phone out of his pocket. Power Pony, huh? Well… No, the safe house is the wrong place to get on the Internet. Plus, how does Troll’s wifi power work anyway? Can he create a body for himself anywhere?
He’ll create a Twitter account later. He’s got lots of questions.
author: Bill G.