“How old were you? When your powers showed?” I asked, quiet, feeling intense pity not only for Heartbreaker’s victims, but for the kids in that situation.
Honestly, you might as well count them under his victims too. They’re not victims of the same thing, but they’re definitely also victims.
That said, it’s useful to keep them separate, just for clarity’s sake.
Whatever my feelings, Alec managed to look bored with the topic.
Honestly, Heartbreaker’s power has me worried. Is there a reason, beyond Alec’s personality and what he had to teach himself in order to make it in the Heartbreaker household, for his nearly perpetual bored or detached attitude?
I hope not, for Alec’s sake. Especially considering that boredom is one of the most awful and self-destructive feelings we have – many if not most people literally prefer pain over boredom.
“Hard to tell. Since I didn’t go to school, and nobody really kept records, I lost track of the years. Ten or eleven, maybe.
That must be such a strange feeling. I mean, it’s one thing just biologically having a limited sense of time’s passage and no idea if certain things happened two weeks or two months ago, like I do, but something very different to have been neglected so much you lost track of how old you were back then.
I was his fourth kid to show powers, and there were eighteen or so of us when I left. Most of ’em were babies, though.”
Damn.
Which made him, not Grue, the one of us with the most experience and seniority.
…I suppose that’s true.