"Whathell?" Leech blinks.
He makes himself do more than stand there like an idiot and pockets the guns, then turns her over. When she doesn't immediately try to pull something, he quickly hefts her up onto the medical table.
It's pretty obvious that he triggered something terribly unhealthy with his powers. Or took away what was holding it back, rather.
Well, what's the harm, really. He knows what's going on here. He even recognizes some of the faces out there. These are the people that killed Thomas and Laurie. That wanted to do more. That thought what happened to his mother and sisters was funny. The world will be a better place the fewer of them there are.
And so for just a moment, he pauses and watches.
But he knows that if anything happened to this woman, whoever was really behind this woudl just send more. The world wouldn't get any cleaner.
And no matter how many times it's happened, Leech just isn't the kind of guy who's got the stomach to just watch someone die.
He quickly puts a safety strap on one of her wrists -- the other is too hard to get a hold of, and he doesn't want to stay longer.
Then he gets out of the jet and works on reining himself in.
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