"Yeah, you are the most publically outed metahuman now no doubt." Speaking very seriously, Aimee looked at Eiji there and took a deep breath. "And you are a girl." She said and grasped Eiji's breasts roughly. "And so unfair! I shouldn't have used such an amount of stuffing. I mean..." She rubbed. "This is just not fair! You're looking better than I am now." She let go with a heavy sigh and shook her head.<br/><br/>The outburst seemed to draw a lot of her energy. "But, we should get out of here. I think we'd win easily but we're likely to get a lot of complaints with you being an actual metahuman now, and I dont want to put you in danger either." She gently held Eiji's hand. "And I think that it would be best to get away from here and somewhere that you can take things in at your own-"<br/><br/>"Show yourself to the camera, and smile to the world!" A man rushed in a camera snapping one shot after another, a zit-faced, teenage lad with no regard for Eiji's state, camera flashing, and in particular seeming to aim where the outfit had torn and to picture out both Eiji's new face, and her bosom.<br/><br/>"Oh yeah, these are gonna rock!" He shouted, as Aimee stared a bit shocked. There was sounds of others approaching the tent already too.