seeing this new kid work his magic is a little...unsettling, to say the least. Billy’s taken out half of Manhattan with a fluke of a wish before, sure, but that had some sort of visible effect to it. Wick’s enemies just drop and Tommy’s not sure how to combat that, if he even could.
he takes a casual stance, defensive around the edges; they’re not each other’s opposition yet. vaguely, Tommy wonder’s if his hemo-philia would be as effective on a speedster; if it’s anything like controlling a liquid, theory stands that yes, it would be harder. something akin to trying to control wild rapids.
“ yeesh, with power like that, I’m starting to feel like chopped liver. ”