Kate came back first, apparently, Drake is still lost in her memory, but it's only for a few seconds longer. He steps away and takes a deep shuddering breath in, clutching at his chest, eyes wide more from the fear he felt of Kate's than of his own at seeing something horrible.
"What was that thing?" he asks the pink-haired woman before him, because they both know full well what's going on at this point, right? He recognizes her, though no name comes to mind, just that her power is to see other people's powers and she's been here way longer than him -- well, sort of -- and knows how this shit works.
He straightens up, shaking off the lingering effects of her agony. Drake's a pretty tough cookie, but that was... very painful. Probably worse than anything he's felt himself besides when Delight beat him to a pulp that no human would have survived. But he did. Because he's-- ohhhhh shit.
It's a good thing that he's got an excellent poker face, and he mostly manages to sound curious rather than worried when he asks his next question. "And what did you see?"
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"What was that thing?" he asks the pink-haired woman before him, because they both know full well what's going on at this point, right? He recognizes her, though no name comes to mind, just that her power is to see other people's powers and she's been here way longer than him -- well, sort of -- and knows how this shit works.
He straightens up, shaking off the lingering effects of her agony. Drake's a pretty tough cookie, but that was... very painful. Probably worse than anything he's felt himself besides when Delight beat him to a pulp that no human would have survived. But he did. Because he's-- ohhhhh shit.
It's a good thing that he's got an excellent poker face, and he mostly manages to sound curious rather than worried when he asks his next question. "And what did you see?"