I gesture wide at the crowd. "If you think anyone will actually talk to you, Dillon, be my guest. Though I think maybe asking around for Power Rangers might be a bad idea. You might ask a villain and get our heads blow off."

I pause, then reconsider my words. "Get my head blown off."

I go very quiet when Dillon explains why he knows Japanese. I hate bringing up his robotic side, the side of him tainted by Venjix. I had hoped maybe, during the time we've been apart, much of the virus inside him would have receded.

"I'm sorry," I say softly, honestly.