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Careful or you'll slip.

And miss the rest of the ride? Not a chance.

[Putting a hand on Hurricane's shoulder]

Hey.

Darling~

What's up, sweetheart?

[He's... cold. Like, weirdly cold. He's run a little cool to the touch since he got Heroes Never Die, but this is more than that, noticeable even through the fabric of his uniform.]

[Well he was going to push him off the dragon and free fall for funsies, but this is taking up all of his attention now]

. . .

That's not normal.

[It takes him a beat to figure out what Intensity means by that - then the smile flickers and shifts into something more strained.]

Yeah, uh. Surprise?

I'm assuming this is what you called me out to talk about.

Yeah.

Was it Lilith?

[A beat of hesitation before he can answer.]

...yeah.

. . .

I wouldn't have pegged you as the type to throw a game. Even one as horrific as that was.

I got one of those genies. Tried wishing for the game to be over.

It gave me my own personal game over, instead.

[Oh]

That's fucking garbage.

Right? You're telling me.

So why is your body temperature down from normal?

Heart's not beating anymore.

Looks like I still bleed, though? And the breathing's cool, so like. Maybe only partly dead?

[I don't like a single fucking word that came out of your mouth just now]

[You and me both, my dude.]

A-anyway. There was some stuff from - from before that, uh -

Thought you might wanna hear some of it.

[Give him---

a second]

Can I ask for a demonstration first?

Of - what? The heart thing?

Your Heart Weapon.

Uh. Yeah, sure. Gimme a sec.

[He hesitates for a beat, though - then reaches straight into his chest with one hand. What he pulls out is similar to what he had before, if Intensity's ever seen it. They're still katars, longer and more slender than is common. They're still sharp and sci-fi sleek. They aren't matte black anymore, though. They look like someone printed a picture of a carbon steel weapon on newspaper, then ran it through the wash a few times.]

[If you look closely, the blades are riddled with hairline fractures.]

[He has. When Hurricane was fighting the Furbinator 5000]

Can I hold one or is that uncomfortable for you?

Go for it. Just, uh - be careful with em, okay?

[Offering one over, hilt first.]

[Takes it carefully and bringing it close so he can look at those fractures on the blade.

And that shock is slowly starting to bleed into anger as he hands it back, hilt first]

What did you want to tell me specifically?