<em>"Do you have an iron stomach power I don't know about?"</em>He was joking, sort of, and really hoping she didn't say 'yes'. He had heard of Elsworth Bateman, and he knew what powers like that could do to a person.<br/><br/><em>"Speaking of powers... You don't just make maps in your head, do you? You were able to hinder them... How?"</em>He looked to her inquisitively, detaching the device from his arm and placing it back in the case. He took the tape off the radio, it was probably strange for her to see him with wires and such protruding from his arm. Yet, it didn't destroy the skin or even make his arm look fake. Parts of his arm would simply open or peel away, and while not inconspicuous up close, it was hard to tell when he wasn't using it.<br/><br/>He tossed his shirt aside, having been mangled in the explosion. He had been careful not to move to where people could see his back. He didn't want to get questions about what had happened.<br/><br/>With his shirt off, Sami could see his back was torn up from the fall. He looked pretty good all things considered, most would probably have broken some bones. He slumped onto the bed, finally able to rest and it seemed like for all his strength, he was done for a while. He shook his head and his hair became black and when his eyes opened they were golden. The eyes were not inconspicuous, but they were alone, was that for Sami's benefit (it did make him look very dashing), or did he just do it for his own strange reasons.