None of that was even touching on that growing terror over the fact that, hey, I couldn’t feel my legs, and it wasn’t getting better.
Yeeeah. Let’s hope Panacea pities the fool bug, or some other healer or medical personnel can help out on that front.
If my back was really broken, it could mean my best case scenario was surgery and years of physical therapy, years of crutches and wheelchairs.
And explaining what happened to Danny, for that matter. Whether you tell the truth or lie, that sounds miserable. Question is, miserable moment or miserable life?
Taylor has enough of the latter already without having to live a lie towards her dad while recovering from paralysis. Besides, isn’t it better if Danny knows that it happened while she was protecting people and the city, even it does mean telling him she made some questionable and dangerous choices leading up to that?
I guess what I’m saying is Taylor and Danny both deserve better than Taylor lying about this.
My worst case scenario would be never walking again. I didn’t have a power that would help too much on that front.
Tell that to mister Sha “wheelchair of bugs” Rks.
It would mean the end of my career as a cape, never having sex with a boy the natural way, and never going for another morning run.
“the natural way”
Taylor, the girl who thinks of almost everything, has clearly already considered her options here.
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