“How’s she handling?” Tattletale asked Regent.

Well, he clearly hasn’t mastered landing yet.

Also it’s gotta be a weird thing to control. He’s a body controller, but Shatterbird’s flight is controlled via her telekinesis (which full body control gives him access to for reasons), which controls the glass that in turn pulls on the body. It’s quite roundabout, a true mobius double reacharound.

“Not the easiest power to use,” he muttered.  “It’s not a physical power, so I’m learning to use it from scratch.

No muscle memory to learn from.

Doesn’t help that she’s really, really, really pissed off.  I think she’s a serious control freak.  My control’s slipping a bit.”

“Sheesh, she’s such a control freak. She wants to have total control of her own body, can you believe that!”

“How much is it slipping?” I asked.  “Is there a chance you’ll lose control of her?”

“Always a chance.  But I think I’m okay, so long as she and I remain pretty close to each other.”

How close is “pretty close”, exactly?

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