Mirtis - Lung Healing, Perception Filter + Taylor Senses

“So if I saw what you really looked like, I’m guessing that you’d look like a burned corpse,” I said. “At least from the smell you’re trying to cover up.”

The door to my room was closed, but I found myself worrying that the people downstairs would hear me talking. There were several agents down there, along with Amber and Dad. At any second they could come rushing up here and then Gabe would have to fight his way out.

I didn’t know how much he knew about what I could do; letting him know that I could at least partially penetrate the illusion would let him know that I wasn’t completely defenseless. Likely he’d pick up on the fact that I was a little intimidated, not so much my him but by the powers he likely had. I’d seen a list of the people who he’d killed, and if he even only had a fraction of those powers, he was incredibly dangerous.

“That’s fairly accurate,” he said calmly. “I’ll be better in a few hours. I understand that there are faster healers out there, but I’ll pick up some later. I’m surprised that you can smell anything through the perception filter. I suppose that you picked up a power somewhere.”

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If he’d somehow managed to get Lung’s powers, then this was Lung’s base level of regeneration. He could increase that by fighting someone, but he’d be putting himself at risk to do so. Why let me see him in a state like this? Was it a sign of trust, or was he just trying to make me think he was extending an olive branch?

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