[The teen's jaw clenches, clearly torn between just trying to shove Altius away or figuring that answering him is the best way to get this done and over with. On one hand, he doesn't owe whoever this is any explanation, but it may be less of a pain in the ass if he did explain. Those thoughts battle in his mind for a moment before Scott turns his head away, looking off to the side and looking like a great example of a sullen and troubled teen.
Eventually though, he reluctantly answers.]
I shoot lasers out of my eyes. [Technically not lasers, but whatever, that's the description Scott is going to give. It took a lot just to give that answer, so he's not going to get into optic blasts and concussive force. Professor McCoy was really interested in how they worked, but he's a nerd anyway.]
Now point me in the right direction.
[Scott what is the plan, you can't see. Sure, he can hear the screaming and the roaring, but he's still blind. There's still buildings and everything around and he has no idea where he's walking.]
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Eventually though, he reluctantly answers.]
I shoot lasers out of my eyes. [Technically not lasers, but whatever, that's the description Scott is going to give. It took a lot just to give that answer, so he's not going to get into optic blasts and concussive force. Professor McCoy was really interested in how they worked, but he's a nerd anyway.]
Now point me in the right direction.
[Scott what is the plan, you can't see. Sure, he can hear the screaming and the roaring, but he's still blind. There's still buildings and everything around and he has no idea where he's walking.]