I always have one unique tool on me. [And it's not because Scott is a tool-- maybe a little.
At any rate, the teen flashes a small smile at her, for once feeling kind of confident with what he's about to do because he's going to use his powers for something that's useful and neat. Hopefully. His feelings about his optic blasts tend to flicker and change with each day, but right now, he's doing okay.
They're handy for survival stuff, right?
Scott gazes up at the tree, checking once more on the right angle he wants to use for his blasts. He thinks he has it figured now, the teen returning his attention to Astra and nodding. He really wants to get her something, even if it's just a coconut.]
Just stand behind me, okay? I don't want to hurt you.
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At any rate, the teen flashes a small smile at her, for once feeling kind of confident with what he's about to do because he's going to use his powers for something that's useful and neat. Hopefully. His feelings about his optic blasts tend to flicker and change with each day, but right now, he's doing okay.
They're handy for survival stuff, right?
Scott gazes up at the tree, checking once more on the right angle he wants to use for his blasts. He thinks he has it figured now, the teen returning his attention to Astra and nodding. He really wants to get her something, even if it's just a coconut.]
Just stand behind me, okay? I don't want to hurt you.