"Well, okay, fair, but like." He shrugs. "Their alien powers, y'know? It's not like you're Atypical, like me. You're actually an alien. So, like... what if you can do more?"

He remembers, suddenly and briefly, a moment in that lab. He wants to bring it up, ask Michael if he remembers, but. They're just getting comfortable again. He looks down at the drone, eyes going a little distant and thoughtful.

"I mean," he adds, "you... kind of already have."