“Is it so bad?” she whispers. I hear her really clearly. “Is what?” “Knowing the origin of how you can hear me so well.” She tries to turn more toward me but the seatbelt yanks at her body. “Lots of superheroes have powers from their environment, from trauma, from catastrophes. Spider-Man getting bit by a radioactive arachnid wasn’t exactly a sweet moment. It was painful, and it’s sad that it happened but it doesn’t make his powers any less amazing. Good came out of bad. Light out of dark.”
