"Superheroes," Gecko corrected, even though supernaturals wasn't a bad guess. "No werewolves or vampires or ghosts. Just superpowers." He shook his head at that. "There's this stuff, Compound V. They give it to you. It alters your DNA, gives you powers. I don't know how it picks the power, really. Kind of a mystery," he added.
He laughed at that remark, nodding his agreement. "Probably for the best. I don't think we have a meat grinder for one," he joked, grinning over at her.