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<span class="mu-s">“Well, I've…got a sidekick now.”</span> you admitted with only a bit of hesitation. <span class="mu-s">“She's my roommate, and I'm training her so she doesn't get herself killed.”</span>
You paused, finally managed to spare a thought for the vigilante-in-training, and ran a hand through your white hair.
<span class="mu-s">“Oh man. She's probably really worried about me right now...”</span>
Wanda was resourceful, and much more attuned to BVA's gossip vine than you were. And seeing as you were the subject of much speculation and rumor, she'd definitely be one of the first people to hear that you'd been bitten by a black dog, bled all over the ground in front of the school gate, and was then whisked away by “Spider-Man”.
She'd connect the dots eventually. At least, that's what you told yourself.
<span class="mu-s">“This ‘sidekick’ of yours, is she particularly talented?”</span> Young asked, clearly relieved that you decided to engage her in discussion. <span class="mu-s">“I assume she must be for you to involve her in your work.”</span>
You swished your tail forward, rested it in your lap, and began running a hand along the fluffy appendage.
<span class="mu-s">“Oh, she's talented, for sure. Athletic, decent reflexes, and an impressive drive to learn and improve. She complains every now and again when I give her a new assignment, but she does everything I tell her.”</span>
Ana let out an approving grunt from behind you.
<span class="mu-g">“That is a good attitude to have. Does she not possess any other abilities?”</span> she asked.
You leaned your head back to stare up at her.
<span class="mu-s">“Not like you or me. But from what she tells me, she’s been looking for ways to get super powers her whole life. It's honestly a miracle she hasn't tried to jump into a vat of toxic waste.”</span>
That earned you a chuckle from her.
<span class="mu-s">“I hope she hasn't tried to become a Gamma Beast at any point in her life.”</span> Young commented, casually sipping her tea.
You and Ana gave her blank stares.
<span class="mu-s">“Gamma Beasts?”</span>
<span class="mu-s">“Ah. I am talking about ‘Gamma Mutates’. Like that Hulk creature that Eri likes to dress up as.”</span>
<span class="mu-s">“I don't know, She-Hulk turned out okay. She's a lawyer and everything.”</span> you pointed out.
Young did not look at all amused.
<span class="mu-s">“Don't even think about it, young lady. Gamma mutations are wildly unpredictable, and can often result in the person or creature losing their minds as a result.”</span> she explained. <span class="mu-s">“And the mutation only happens if you possess the potential to convert the radiation into a catalyst for mutagenic change. Otherwise, it just kills you, and you end up looking stupid for trying to turn yourself into a giant, muscular irradiated pickle.”</span>
<span class="mu-s">“You sure do know a lot about this stuff, grandma.”</span>
The word sort of just slipped out, but the sheer delight on your grandmother's face made you second guess your intention to retract the statement.
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