[ Wally picks a little at the food in the container before plopping a piece of a peach-like fruit into his mouth. He may not be the biggest fan of fruit in general, but there's something particularly sweet about this one that has him making a low satisfied sound once he's done swallowing before he dives back into the conversation. ]
Back home they call us metahumans. Real creative, I know. But here? We call it like half the population. I'm not actually sure of the exact number, but there are a lot of people with all sort of different abilities in this place.
[ He's about to have another tasty treat, but the piece of fruit stops just short of his lips this time, as his brow furrows. He feels... something. He isn't quite sure what, so he slips into speed-mode, and it makes it seem like the whole world around him has slowed to a crawl.
Skye has no idea what he's doing, it will take her a few minutes to even finish whatever word she's currently saying while she drawls out the syllables if he stays like this, but after a relative moment, he discovers the source of the strange feeling as he can practically hear the vibrations coming off of her. It's something the Flashes are inherently attuned to to some extent, their own phasing abilities relying on them vibrating their molecules at just the right frequency, and that could explain why he picks up on it where others might not.
Time goes back to moving normally as he pulls himself out of speed-mode, his expression radiating the same friendliness as before while Skye finishes what she's saying, the only clue things aren't the same on his end being he is no longer holding the container of food having deposited it on the bench while in speed-mode in case he has to spring into action. ]
They probably wouldn't appreciate that. Outside the walls can be pretty dangerous with the monsters and whatnot, but there's a few places out there that could serve as an impromptu training area. [ a beat before: ] Y'know, if someone who was capable of something like that showed up here.
[ Trying to keep up the pretense this is all hypothetical seems silly at this point, but with her potentially being on the edge of having one of those accidents, he's willing to play dumb if she allows it. Of course, the way his green eyes slowly drift down to look at her fingers holding her arms trembling ever so slightly is a dead giveaway he knows. ]
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Back home they call us metahumans. Real creative, I know. But here? We call it like half the population. I'm not actually sure of the exact number, but there are a lot of people with all sort of different abilities in this place.
[ He's about to have another tasty treat, but the piece of fruit stops just short of his lips this time, as his brow furrows. He feels... something. He isn't quite sure what, so he slips into speed-mode, and it makes it seem like the whole world around him has slowed to a crawl.
Skye has no idea what he's doing, it will take her a few minutes to even finish whatever word she's currently saying while she drawls out the syllables if he stays like this, but after a relative moment, he discovers the source of the strange feeling as he can practically hear the vibrations coming off of her. It's something the Flashes are inherently attuned to to some extent, their own phasing abilities relying on them vibrating their molecules at just the right frequency, and that could explain why he picks up on it where others might not.
Time goes back to moving normally as he pulls himself out of speed-mode, his expression radiating the same friendliness as before while Skye finishes what she's saying, the only clue things aren't the same on his end being he is no longer holding the container of food having deposited it on the bench while in speed-mode in case he has to spring into action. ]
They probably wouldn't appreciate that. Outside the walls can be pretty dangerous with the monsters and whatnot, but there's a few places out there that could serve as an impromptu training area. [ a beat before: ] Y'know, if someone who was capable of something like that showed up here.
[ Trying to keep up the pretense this is all hypothetical seems silly at this point, but with her potentially being on the edge of having one of those accidents, he's willing to play dumb if she allows it. Of course, the way his green eyes slowly drift down to look at her fingers holding her arms trembling ever so slightly is a dead giveaway he knows. ]