Copen was relieved when the other boy returned his gesture - and didn't wince. Concentrating hard seemed to help. But would he really have to be so on-edge for the rest of his life? Sometimes, he wished for the safety of one of those power-deactivators. Yet he knew that this power would always be lurking within him. He may as well learn to harness it. 

At the question, he felt a heavy weight drop into his chest again. Copen had known that such questions would crop up in a place like this, but it didn't make his crime any easier. "I have super strength, and... I don't really know my own strength." The blond smiled slightly,  sadly, dropping back onto his own bed. "I had a blind rage and I... Hit a man so hard, he ended up brain damaged," he said quietly. "You never realise how delicate a human is until you have that sort of power." 

His blue eyes stared off across the room for a moment, before he blinked and shrugged to himself. Copen fixed his gaze back onto his new friend. "And you?"

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