Listen, David didn’t swear nearly this often, but he supposed he could manage it today. Because it mattered. There was so much swearing. And he felt it was needed. Still, he was very still at the moment and he bit his lip, hoping not to fall over because he could do some damage then.

“Right, I forgot about him. And yes, Pym and Stark can be fucking stupid. And Richards. But… It hadn’t occurred to me to ask Quentin for help with this. Mostly because, well, I’ve always had an issue with the fact that my powers could be cheating. But I KNEW this, and maybe I should just ask.”