Johnny stops, awkwardly frozen mid-reach, and looks up at Rumpelstiltskin with a suspicious stare. "It's this," he says slowly. "It's the power, what I do. What, you want to know the details? I think I have a handbook somewhere."
Sarcasm has always been his defense in terror.
"I manipulate houses," he says curtly, straightening back up. "Structures. Can do anything you want with them."
"You're such a fuckhead," snaps Nova.
"You shut up," he snaps right back. He's into this now. He raises a hand in a weird mockery of Rumpelstiltskin's flourishy gesture and tilts his head kind of smugly, there's that false bravado Zagreus was talking about (will talk about? when did that even happen?). "You wanna see?"
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Sarcasm has always been his defense in terror.
"I manipulate houses," he says curtly, straightening back up. "Structures. Can do anything you want with them."
"You're such a fuckhead," snaps Nova.
"You shut up," he snaps right back. He's into this now. He raises a hand in a weird mockery of Rumpelstiltskin's flourishy gesture and tilts his head kind of smugly, there's that false bravado Zagreus was talking about (will talk about? when did that even happen?). "You wanna see?"