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He knew what superhuman strength felt like. He had it. He was almost 100% sure that his flatmate did not.
And yet she came back at the oddest hours, covered in bruises and cuts and scrapes, taking great pains to hide it from him. And then she would act as though everything was fine, even as there were traces of lingering bruises on her fair skin.
In a world where anyone could have any kind of powers one could imagine, it was...interesting.
One of the many things that made Molly Hooper so interesting to him.
And, he supposed it made him worry. He wasn’t particularly heroically inclined; in fact, many would say, in a different time and place, he would have been the villain. Earth, perhaps, with their history of comics showing super-powered villains such as Bane or the occasionally drug-induced super-powering of Lex Luthor. That had been a man he could relate to, in some ways. But he usually was only violent in self-defense, or in defense of those he cared for, the diverse group of people he considered his family.
Perhaps that included Molly, too, if she would let him do so.
This new planet, where the vestiges of humanity had traveled to when Earth had been basically destroyed, where only the most insane stayed as the environment decided it had had enough of humanity and became a danger to those staying, had granted all its inhabitants unique advantages they had not had on Earth. Here in New London, there seemed to be an exorbitant amount of people with super strength, such as himself.
And though he was loathe to use it, not wanting to delve into baser instincts as he felt it best left behind on Earth, he would use it if Molly needed it.
He was still not entirely sure how they had been thrown together. Molly had been a pathologist in another part of Harmony, but here in New London she put her basic medical skills to use and ran a clinic for those who had come with very little. Various members of his family had been in and out of her clinic and he appreciated it and the work she did at keeping them alive. When he heard she was sleeping in her office because her home had been ransacked, he invited her to stay with him. He was one of those who had come with some wealth and stature, and so his home was big enough to house both of them as well as various members of his family if needed.
He had made sure she got as many of her belongings back as possible, but she seemed content to stay with him. Why, he wasn’t sure...but he was very much wanting to find out.