Uh…

Is all Victor—or Sonar as he went by now that he’s a hero—could find himself saying. For a Harvard graduate, he was pretty slow sometimes. “I can explain” is on the tip of his tongue, but he can’t seem to get it out as you stare—once terrified, now—unamused with him. Being a fellow ex-druggie trying to turn your life around, you offered that he could come to your place if he ever needed it. You did not however anticipate him raiding your fucking fridge…in BAT monster form no less.

The silence stretches uncomfortably long as he remains in monster form. He’s gotten that under control at least! Thats nice! But there’s still the issue at hand of how he’s raiding your fucking fridge.