"I like super powers. I just don't have any," Paul lamented, but then he gave in and leaned over - peering into the compact Emma held in her hand so she could get a glimpse of the monstrosity he had to deal with when he looked in the mirror. "That is what I see," he said, the words spoken back to him in the reflection by the King of the Sea. "Attractive, isn't it?"
But the glowing thing? That was odd too. "I wonder if you're radioactive." He arched an eyebrow.