"I know they'll be clueless for a little bit because most of them are idiots and the smartest ones had the same worries as me. They can't stop it, but they'll probably try really hard not to find us. Walpert's probably working it out and popping a stress ball from sheer force as we speak, but that gives us a sec."
He lifts Tim into his arms again. This time, with less of a rush to escape, he's a lot more aware of how Tim has no choice but to put his arms around his neck, and how close their faces are to each other.
"Boy, but you ask a lot of questions, though."
It isn't a complaint. He seems amused that Tim's reacting to this whole thing with so much curiosity despite the non-stop adrenaline haze.
There's another whoosh, a blur, the briefest pause high in the air as he glances down with telescopic vision and takes in a bunch of street signs, lining them up with the maps of the city he memorized.
He nails down what he thinks is the right place and puts them down in Tim's back yard. It's a big enough brownstone to have one.
"This is your place?" There is some light skepticism because the 'Gee thank you for saving me mr. Shield, sir' attitude was not what he'd have expected from a rich kid. From a rich kid he'd expect outright demands to save him. Because...sometimes rich people have demanded he save them or done the "do you know who my parents are??" bullshit. Even while he was already doing the saving.
You didn't work as a part of the military-industrial complex without realizing rich people generally sucked. And you were far more prone to realizing that when a) you were the boots on the ground that was expendable, b) were sometimes deployed to secure people's obvious financial interests, and c) you were reminded more than once about how much you cost to make.
Because the investments had to pay their dividends. The government didn't just develop everything wholesale, they funneled the tasks of creating weapons into all kinds of contractors on a river of taxpayer money. Even if said contractors maybe they didn't all have a full picture of what they were making when it was that top secret.
The government wanted those spent billions to actually pay off.
"You did say your parents had a lawyer on retainer, I guess."
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He lifts Tim into his arms again. This time, with less of a rush to escape, he's a lot more aware of how Tim has no choice but to put his arms around his neck, and how close their faces are to each other.
"Boy, but you ask a lot of questions, though."
It isn't a complaint. He seems amused that Tim's reacting to this whole thing with so much curiosity despite the non-stop adrenaline haze.
There's another whoosh, a blur, the briefest pause high in the air as he glances down with telescopic vision and takes in a bunch of street signs, lining them up with the maps of the city he memorized.
He nails down what he thinks is the right place and puts them down in Tim's back yard. It's a big enough brownstone to have one.
"This is your place?" There is some light skepticism because the
'Gee thank you for saving me mr. Shield, sir' attitude was not what he'd have expected from a rich kid. From a rich kid he'd expect outright demands to save him. Because...sometimes rich people have demanded he save them or done the "do you know who my parents are??" bullshit. Even while he was already doing the saving.
You didn't work as a part of the military-industrial complex without realizing rich people generally sucked. And you were far more prone to realizing that when a) you were the boots on the ground that was expendable, b) were sometimes deployed to secure people's obvious financial interests, and c) you were reminded more than once about how much you cost to make.
Because the investments had to pay their dividends. The government didn't just develop everything wholesale, they funneled the tasks of creating weapons into all kinds of contractors on a river of taxpayer money. Even if said contractors maybe they didn't all have a full picture of what they were making when it was that top secret.
The government wanted those spent billions to actually pay off.
"You did say your parents had a lawyer on retainer, I guess."