Panacea - Flipper arm

“Hating bullies doesn't keep you from being a bully,” I said. “And I say this with your sister's finger on my arm, knowing that she could give me a case of super Syphilis.”

“I can't...” Panacea said.

“Of course you could,” I said. “You've fixed people with congenital problems...that's not just healing back to some sort of baseline...that's actually changing them. Like that kid with the flipper arm...you had him grow a whole new arm segment and fingers. So that means you could grow somebody a third arm if you wanted.”

“Is that true?” Vicky asked.

Panacea shrank into herself.

***

“I can't do brains.”

“You don't do brains,” I said. “The brain is no different than the rest of the body.”

She'd told me that she could see my Corona, even if it was weirdly misshapen. That meant that she could see inside my brain quite easily. Unless there was some sort of arbitrary restriction imposed, it was likely that she could affect them. This issue might be that she couldn't affect them well, which would be the same as not having the power at all.

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Paranoid