We were nearly four blocks away before Grue felt it safe to dismiss the darkness around us. Rationally, I knew we were safer in the shadows, that it would prevent most ambushes, but a primal part of my psyche was glad to be in the light and noise once more.
Yeah, I can’t imagine the darkness doesn’t weigh on you psychologically after a while.
I shot Grue another worried look as we walked. “Looks like it’s my turn to give you some stitches. You going to be okay?”
“Fuck.” He touched his chest tenderly, not giving me a direct answer.
Just said all you needed to, pal.
“What were her powers? Overclocked reflexes and what was it you said? Radar?”
Sonar.
“Enhanced reflexes is a better guess than what I’d come up with. She was making some sort of subsonic drone. It was the source of that disorientation effect. She could use it like echolocation or something.”
“It’s times like this I can say it’s worth having Tattletale on the team. I hate not knowing someone’s powers.”
Heh, I know how that is.
Although for me it’s not a matter of life and death.
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