QuickWords
Don’t Worry About It
Nightwing was glad to have analyzed the weapons so they could continue learning about Beast Boy’s forms. To think an enemy were to have a pure weapon and Garfield attempted to take the full brunt of the attack…. Dick would never forgive himself.
Garfield remembered Nth metal being mentioned when they were talking about Terra and Deathstroke’s armor but the other two were news to him. “Quantum Steel sounds pretty sweet.” He admitted.
“I can be Superman?!” Garfield thought for a moment and realized the idea of becoming a Kryptonian made him nervous. “Whoa whoa wait, I dunno if I can do that. He looks like a human not a animal.” Gar doubted, even though his powers were maturing with his body and there was no telling his limits.
Beast Boy raised his hands in the air at the expected encouragement and spoke up. “Do you guys think I could handle it?” As Gar finished the question Dick entered back into the living room through the elevator. “Handle what?” He asked as Starfire happily answered.
Dick rubbed his chin for a brief moment and nodded. “Yeah I think you can.” Garfield wanted to complain but it did sound fun being Superman. “How do I even-“ Frustration painted his face as he closed his eyes to imagine the Man of Steel.
Nothing. Nada. Zilch. “I can’t even think right. He’s really strong and really fast. Way faster and stronger than anything I can think of…” Garfield buried his face into Rachel’s shoulder aggravated.
Garfield remembered Nth metal being mentioned when they were talking about Terra and Deathstroke’s armor but the other two were news to him. “Quantum Steel sounds pretty sweet.” He admitted.
“I can be Superman?!” Garfield thought for a moment and realized the idea of becoming a Kryptonian made him nervous. “Whoa whoa wait, I dunno if I can do that. He looks like a human not a animal.” Gar doubted, even though his powers were maturing with his body and there was no telling his limits.
Beast Boy raised his hands in the air at the expected encouragement and spoke up. “Do you guys think I could handle it?” As Gar finished the question Dick entered back into the living room through the elevator. “Handle what?” He asked as Starfire happily answered.
Dick rubbed his chin for a brief moment and nodded. “Yeah I think you can.” Garfield wanted to complain but it did sound fun being Superman. “How do I even-“ Frustration painted his face as he closed his eyes to imagine the Man of Steel.
Nothing. Nada. Zilch. “I can’t even think right. He’s really strong and really fast. Way faster and stronger than anything I can think of…” Garfield buried his face into Rachel’s shoulder aggravated.