That set the pace for the next few days, sleeping when tired, waking up to do horrible, nasty, evil, naughty things to Elizabeth that nevertheless she enjoyed and wanted more of, before heading off to work on getting more control on his destruction ability. Now he didn't have to touch something, but arms length was most definitely NOT acceptable in combat, even if he could start causing damage immediately now.<br/><br/>After a few days of the routine, he paused after one particularly exhausting and fruitless attempt at trying to dismantle something from across the room, idly reflecting that using something that actual was logical and using older pieces might not be the best idea for a 'beginning' test. That seemed more like a mid-level test, now that he thought of it, but it was all he had. Still, he figured Natalya was very interested in his new ability, or would if she knew about it.<br/><br/>He stepped out of the quarantine room, and rolled his head, loosening neck muscles and he yawned. "Well, at least it doesn't hurt as much as it did a few days ago. And I am fairly certain I have it under conscious control."<br/><br/>He glanced at Elizabeth, before nodding to the car hanger, and thinking of another purchasing attempt. "Wanna come along again?"