“How so?”
“Family. I wonder if it is harder or easier to get through the day if you have people waiting for you at the end.”
Hmm.
I suppose she did say she hadn’t wanted kids. But family goes beyond just that. Legend and Arthur could be considered a family even without Keith.
“Yes.”
Heh. Both, then?
She smiled a little at that.
They entered the lab, and Emily Piggot very carefully measured the expressions of every person in the room when they noticed Legend. Awe, surprise, amazement. Sometimes ambivalence.
I suppose these people don’t see him as often as some of the PRT folks closer to the action.
What could she take away from that? If she were to promote one of them, should she promote one of the awestruck ones, or one of the taciturn? The starry-eyed might be in the PRT for the wrong reasons, but the ones who were unfazed by the presence of one of the most notable heroes in the United States could easily be plants, hiding their emotion or simply too used to the presence of capes to care.
The former is probably safer.
“The note?”
“No traces of toxins, radiation, powders or transfers.”
Transfers? Is that a thing in real life or just their term for traces left by a power used on the paper or the writing?
“Why the priority? We get letters from cranks every day.”
“The man who delivered the message reported a fairly convoluted series of safeguards to protect the identity of the sender.
Interesting. Did they not mention that it ultimately came from Skitter, then?
Or is this not her message? Cauldron seems more the type to get that convoluted about it, but why would they send a message to the PRT?
Apparently the man who gave him his instructions was given the note by a civilian, and ordered to find a random individual to deliver it to the PRT, all with compensation arranged.”
This does sound like Cauldron’s style. It’s just that it could very well be Cranston’s style too.
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