_{‘   what-what’s that?   ’   he was trying to be silent,  but his excited passion for technology got the best of him,  eyes  lighting  up  at the nearest gadget.  there was longing in his eyes that showed he so badly wanted to reach for it, hold it and figure out how it worked.  his hands,  however stayed firmly intertwined by his fingers.}

         ^{ROSEATE  PETALS  UPLIFT  into  a  smile  o'er  complexion,   spreading  across  amaranth  flushed  cheeks.     ❛     just  something  i’ve  been  tinkering  with  for  the  past  couple  of  days   –   it’s  SUPPOSED  to  detect  metahumans,   but  i’m  not   …   entirely  sure  how  to  get  it  to  WORK.   it  keeps  blowing  up  in  my  face.     ❜     a  delicate  breath  riddled  with  exasperation,     ❛     do  you  want  to  help?   i  could  actually  use  another  pair  of  hands.     ❜}