"Emma!" How does that one about sore eyes go again? Scott doesn't smile for much but a sarcastic girlfriend scores at least a 2.8 on the Summers Richter Scale. Felt slightly by some people. No damage to buildings. It must be love.
"Sure, I could use a daring rescue. Just go easy on them. I don't want anybody having an embarrassing reaction to hearing the words 'asparagus' or 'Letterman' anytime in their futures." He only signed a couple of napkins. No body parts. And he loves Late Show.
If the (relative) levity isn't indication enough she'll be able to read it in his mind, the door to which he always keeps a little ajar just for her: his last memory is of him and Hank, of a frank discussion about the mutant 'cure' and whether the good doctor had any serious plans to use it. This is not the Scott who saw the population of their species reduced to a scant hundred within the time it takes to finish a sentence. Not yet, anyway.
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"Sure, I could use a daring rescue. Just go easy on them. I don't want anybody having an embarrassing reaction to hearing the words 'asparagus' or 'Letterman' anytime in their futures." He only signed a couple of napkins. No body parts. And he loves Late Show.
If the (relative) levity isn't indication enough she'll be able to read it in his mind, the door to which he always keeps a little ajar just for her: his last memory is of him and Hank, of a frank discussion about the mutant 'cure' and whether the good doctor had any serious plans to use it. This is not the Scott who saw the population of their species reduced to a scant hundred within the time it takes to finish a sentence. Not yet, anyway.