Amidst the chaos of infiltrating the League and preparing for a possible upcoming war, Hawks was again dumped with another issue.

Word within the Commission had gotten to him. There was another one...like him. Raised and trained by the HPSC.

The thought made him uncomfortable. Extremely so. That the burden he carries for the sake of Hero society had the chance to be put on another.

As soon as he had heard, he wanted to meet them. So, here he was, strolling through the building where they were being kept. His hands shoved in his pockets, body language and expression laid back as ever. He was quiet, his few attempts at starting a conversation or poking fun with their handler falling flat.