Alright, alright, jeez. I'll get around to it.

[ He rubs his face, and winces when he hits his nose. ]

In the meantime, uh...
[ He shifts, one foot to the next, and he doesn't know why it still makes his stomach flutter, to ask for help. He asked Diego to spar with him. Asked Ben to help him. Surely he can ask Luther, ask Number One... ]

... Think you could... help me train up? This new power, I mean.