Lenny - the smallest silhouette, blonde fringe messy, coat sleeves too long for his arms - had his eyes shut tight. His fists were clenched, but his body didn't budge. He was still a boy. Still smaller than Amina. Still human-shaped. Still disappointingly feeble.
They needed him in his other form so they could get their plan in motion.
"So," Zeke whispered with a lopsided grin, leaning closer, "Is he trying to hulk out?"
He had never seen Lenny in his other form, so he couldn't help but be a little sceptical, though he had seen so many weird mutants he knew everything was possible. Zeke also doubted that he would be able to hang with these freaks unless he was also one.
Lenny exhaled sharply, eyes still closed. "I swear I'm trying-"
Amina interrupted softly, "Elara said it was surface-level. Part of your ability remains even in human form. That means you should be able to transform at will. Just… give it a second."
