[Okay, so that's a no on his powers. Shit. And why is she still talking? He takes a step back (he does not like that smile, okay) and shakes his head at her furiously. On his device, hurriedly typed:]
Do you WANT to get us killed? STFU
[Look, he'll go. He doesn't want to be around idiots who talk too much when they don't know for sure how serious this threat is yet.]
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Do you WANT to get us killed? STFU
[Look, he'll go. He doesn't want to be around idiots who talk too much when they don't know for sure how serious this threat is yet.]