"Hey." Rich gestured with both hands at the fact he was in his superhero uniform. "What do you think this is for?"
He leaned against the wall again, crossing his arms, his eyes scanning the room. To some it might have looked like someone idly people-watching, but nope, that was not what he was looking for. He was looking for shifty behavior, outlines of possible concealed weapons, or people that stuck out -- basically, anything that looked like maybe it didn't belong.
Threat assessment. But that was instinct anytime he walked into a room now.
"Sticking a whole superhero team -- filled to the brim with rookies -- in a room full of important muckety-mucks? That's tempting fate."
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He leaned against the wall again, crossing his arms, his eyes scanning the room. To some it might have looked like someone idly people-watching, but nope, that was not what he was looking for. He was looking for shifty behavior, outlines of possible concealed weapons, or people that stuck out -- basically, anything that looked like maybe it didn't belong.
Threat assessment. But that was instinct anytime he walked into a room now.
"Sticking a whole superhero team -- filled to the brim with rookies -- in a room full of important muckety-mucks? That's tempting fate."