( Oh yes, this is it. This is the prime moment for his other big reveal. Thank you, Takoda, for doing him the favor of lobbing him a softball. Ian, always happy to play out a bit, sighs wistfully. )

You know what, you might be right. All this relative safety, I'm practically a stuffed animal now. Useless. Here, lemme get that for you--

( A casual two fingers reach out to poke Takoda in the sternum gently. Ian's chest glows a soft blue, and material begins to add itself to Takoda's shirt. It shifts, adjusts, reshapes itself to perfectly fit his body.

And then he adds on like three extra inches to make it a size or two too big.

Guess who got super powers, bitch? )