[A clear answer to most of his comments: his powers are 'on' even now and that it's honestly pretty difficult to live with. There's just that forever reminder in the back of his mind that a slip of his glasses would kill most people in front of him, with few exceptions. Luckily there's been no slip so far while living in this casino-- that would definitely kill the mood when he's having sex with someone.
He wonders if he's been putting people in danger just because of this. His friends, people that he cares about. Is it selfish? But... it's been okay so far. And usually his partner knows to be careful with his sunglasses.
Still, something to think about. It's distracting enough that Scott doesn't find himself complaining or flinching as Hiyori starts applying the makeup to his face. Feels like a minor thing now compared to constant not lasers.]
They don't come off, ever. Not unless I am using my powers to fight or blow something up. [...] If I didn't sleep with my glasses on, anytime I wake up, I'd blow a hole in the ceiling. Or my bed.
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[A clear answer to most of his comments: his powers are 'on' even now and that it's honestly pretty difficult to live with. There's just that forever reminder in the back of his mind that a slip of his glasses would kill most people in front of him, with few exceptions. Luckily there's been no slip so far while living in this casino-- that would definitely kill the mood when he's having sex with someone.
He wonders if he's been putting people in danger just because of this. His friends, people that he cares about. Is it selfish? But... it's been okay so far. And usually his partner knows to be careful with his sunglasses.
Still, something to think about. It's distracting enough that Scott doesn't find himself complaining or flinching as Hiyori starts applying the makeup to his face. Feels like a minor thing now compared to constant not lasers.]
They don't come off, ever. Not unless I am using my powers to fight or blow something up. [...] If I didn't sleep with my glasses on, anytime I wake up, I'd blow a hole in the ceiling. Or my bed.