"Kind? I hardly think so," Pierce scoffed. Even if his son did glow like bronze in a furnace a la Jesus Christ, Pierce still didn't think that he was wrong to be upset with Simon. "Olivia, he almost killed you." This was stated plainly, though he tried to keep the anger out of his tone.
Ah, the hisses. He heard the sounds then, unsure if they were real or just his mind playing tricks on him because they were supposed to be there. Her question was a good distraction, however. "Probably so," he admitted. "There has to be a connection. What that is, I'm not sure of yet. But it's not...it's like the gift you have. It's not just coincidence, it's not just something in the air. It's something else."