“I’m sorry,” she murmured. “I’m so sorry.” She wasn’t sure what she was apologizing for. For taking so long to do it, maybe.
Sounds likely. Or maybe for messing with his brain, still affected by a sense that doing that was wrong?
Or for the fact that she would now have to leave.
I mean… you could not leave, though Bonesaw doesn’t seem to make it easy.
Or have you decided to accept the offer just so she’ll leave Mark alone?
His attention was on his hands. She could feel it through her contact with him, the power he was just barely holding back. And Bonesaw? The little lunatic was somewhere behind her.
Oh yeah, that’s right, now that he’s mostly back to his old self, he’s a cape too. Flashbang’s back, baby. But what exactly could he do, especially with Hack Job around?
She drew Mark’s hands into his lap, between her body and his, where Bonesaw would be less likely to see.
It’s clear that whatever his power actually does, it involves his hands.
I would guess it causes flashes and bangs.
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