"It is kind of nice being superpowered, huh?" He's certainly enjoyed being more than just a techless hitek, even if it was a lie. "You'll have to tell me about your powers when we have a minute to breathe."

Devero closes his eyes and tries to think back across the faces he's seen today. Rich's description isn't ringing a bell-- or, more accurately, is ringing too many bells to be useful. Devero's seen a lot of people today and many of them had been some combination of tall, weedy, curly-haired brunet, and panicking.

"Sorry, kid," he says with a rueful shake of his head. "If I have, it was probably only in passing. Do you have a pic?"