He wants him to find a Weapons dealer, a kid, or the doctor that helped Gwen's dad when he was in a coma. How the hell's any of them gonna help.

. . . . the three he mentioned can barely grasp the concept of the Bodega Bandit.. think a lizard is a bit much on their psyche.

Wipes away nearly dried blood from his lips, with the back of his hand. What or who did he hurt this time. . . he's awake. . .

—— he's tired, so very tired. his eyes just want to close. but he can't risk it— so he remains awake; smiling even.

'' I'll take a break, sooner or later. Just got work to do. ''

|| Still waiting for that Earth-65 MJ, Felicia and Harry. Y'all sleeping on this.

Thwip, thwip! ——— ahaa, just kidding. he can't thwip..

——— it's getting dark, too dark to see. he's exhausted. mentally, physically. how much longer can he stay awake and keep his other locked up.

It's torture. . .

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——— he's here, somewhere— he's got no idea what happened.

Tired eyes were not so very quick to find the source of the voice; but gradually they did meet the other's gaze; a tired ol' smile curled up on dry lips, inhaling slowly, deeply. '' Hey—— hey, Ben. . . ''

eyes close momentarily, but eventually open again in an extremely slow blink; the fastest he could muster, how ever. '' Mmh, yeah—— yea, I'm okay. I'm okay. Just. . . just tired, yea? ''

—— it's wrong, it's wrong. but he's starting to like the taste of blood in his mouth. he—— / they / love it. and they / crave / more.

———

━ after a month, the scientist finally exited his lab once more. not having seen the light of day in all that time ━ nor spoken to another living creature that wasn't in his head.

Thwips — haha, just kidding.