[But Henry is powerful and stubborn and working on impulse. He doesn't care about the screams, the poor people watching, her frightened students. Why would he? That doesn't matter, all that matters is what's now happened to him, and if these people have anything to do with it. If those teens from before might have had anything to do with it. He still remembers the looks on their faces as they set him aflame, as they shot him-
Unless Amelia really resists (and even if she does, he's not in a mind to notice, the green at her fingertips barely register), Henry will still drag her until they're barely standing a foot away from each other, his powers clenched tight around every one of her limbs. This close, and his eyes are a keen, keen blue, sharp and piercing and angry.]
Tell me why I should believe you, or I snap every single bone in your body.
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Unless Amelia really resists (and even if she does, he's not in a mind to notice, the green at her fingertips barely register), Henry will still drag her until they're barely standing a foot away from each other, his powers clenched tight around every one of her limbs. This close, and his eyes are a keen, keen blue, sharp and piercing and angry.]
Tell me why I should believe you, or I snap every single bone in your body.
[THIS IS A GREAT FIRST MEETING HUH]