There's no rule that says you have to be a prodigy to be a hero," she insisted. "If people wanted to stand up for themselves or protect their loved ones or do what they believe in their hearts is the right thing to do, then they would do it. If they wanted to be heroic, they would find ways to be heroic, even without supernatural powers.

For the record, while it's very charming that you keep trying to protect me, I would like to remind you that I actually know how to defend myself."He grimaced. "I know. It's just... instinct.""Well, stop it."He held his hands up. "Won't happen again." He hesitated. I mean, unless I'm pretty sure you're about to die, then I'm absolutely going to rescue you, whether you like it or not.

...Where does she get her supplies?"Winston held his gaze. Blinked. Licked his lips. Opened his mouth. Hesitated. Swallowed. Coughed. Finally responded, "The hardware store?""The hardware store?""Yes." Winston's head bobbed. "That's where she gets her stuff.""Is that code for something?""No? Just the hardware store."... "Any specific hardware store?" Asked Adrian."Hmmm." Winston seemed to consider this. Then, "Nope. She likes them all.

You mean people don't like to see hypocrisy in their leadership? Shocking.

No...?" Winston started..."Excuse me?" said Adrian,"No...no. Uh..." Winston glanced once, briefly, at Nova, then back at Adrian. "No... reen." He coughed. "Her name is Noreen.

He crossed his arms stiffly over his chest. "Oh yeah," he said, with a pleased nod. "Bad cop is ready."-Oscar

Adrian briefly closed his eyes. "It's alright, Winston. We're just trying-""No, it's not all right," said Oscar, slamming his fist on the table. "It's obvious you know something, and we're not leaving this room until you tell us what it is!"Winston frowned. "They said we only had fifteen minutes.""That-" started Oscar, holding up a finger. Then he deflated, clearing his throat. "- was actually true...

Gag. Ew. Bleh.

Sometimes the weak must be sacrificed so that the strong may flourish.