"Of course you are, you little psycho." Axel took the drink ad tried to cool the metal down a little, managing to pop the button free using just the fabric. It had definitely left a mark, this skin was going to blister. Nice. "I fucking hate metas sometimes." Why did the psychotic ones always get super dangerous powers? Couldn't they just get like harmless powers for once? That'd be so much easier to deal with.

He knew just leaving was dicey so he stayed, unsettling and unnerved, not wanting to blister more skin.

"Personally not the best date I've gone on but oddly not the worst." Though it was working out to be pretty damn traumatising. He kept seeing the glass in that man's eye and God, it was like the first time he saw what the original Trickster's bombs did to someone close range. "You know it's rude to straight up torture your date. You're supposed to romance them a little, asshole."