It wasn’t really a choice. A long, hard road to recovery, possibly with no recovery at all, fraught with any potential health complications that the universe decided to hand my way, or healing for a broken back, with the potential health complications that Panacea decided to give me?
Yeah, I think this is a pretty clear decision.
I mean, whatever she deigned to inflict on me would be calculated to make me miserable, if she went that far, but at least then I’d have someone to hate.
Hehe.
“Please,” I spoke, “Use your power.”
She nodded at the PRT uniform, who left the enclosure. Then she approached the side of the bed.
Nice.
So judging by the comment about Taylor’s suit covering her skin, I guess this means Taylor will have to find some that she can bare.
“I’m going to have to move some of your mask aside, to touch your skin.”
“Permission granted,” I spoke, “Though I’ve been wondering since the bank robbery – why didn’t you reach up and touch my scalp?”
Huh? Was Taylor’s scalp exposed at some point in the robbery? I don’t remember that.
“No comment.”
Ah. Something about hair, maybe?
Hm. Or maybe something about not actually wanting to follow through on the sorts of threats she came with.
A weakness in her power. Maybe it was mucked up or confused by ‘dead’ tissue?
But yeah, this is also a possibility, and given the track record, Taylor’s probably right.
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