Michael ran his tongue around the inside of his mouth again, "Don't worry, I don't think I want to feel that again. I mean the metal taste."
Michael listened to her explanation. His own experience with the immortals in town was clearly lacking. Twenty-five. He slotted that information away for later. "I mean I was the one that ran out into the circle thinking I knew what I was doing." Maybe I'm more like my father than I thought. He didn't realize they were walking him back to their car until they were explaining orders and apologizing, "What would it take? I mean to actually learn, if I followed you to the letter." He still managed to take a lightning bolt to the body without going down. If that wasn't affinity he couldn't tell them what was.