As their conversation carried on, Nigel did his best to settle. Taking in deep breaths, he listened to the man carefully and hesitated with the offer for his jacket. However, with another glance at his own blood-soaked clothing, he knew that it was an offer he could not refuse. "That is very gracious of you," he noted. "Thank you. I would appreciate that greatly."
"Enhanced speed? I might have used it once, by accident, and I haven't really been able to use it since." It was surreal, talking about what he kept hidden from the world. It was a relief to have someone in his company who shared such abilities, such transformations, and to seem so calm in speaking of it. It had to get better, right?