Journey

A-Train looked anxious, but Ryan simply poured him a cup of freshly brewed coffee and handed it over.

"A-Train, you're panicking too much."

At Ryan's words, A-Train accepted the coffee.

The coffee's warmth seeped through the cup into his fingers. Sometimes, all people needed from one another was the warmth of a cup of coffee.

A-Train still wasn't used to Ryan's kindness.

But now, all he could do was gradually get used to the unfamiliar.

He took a sip of the bitter, scalding coffee. The hot liquid flowed through his gut, and the pain that reminded him he was still alive cleared his head.

A-Train stared at the coffee in his hands. Most people didn't know it, but Supes like them were actually rather fragile on the inside.

Just like ordinary people, they could be blown into pixelated chunks by a small bomb shoved up their asses.

He considered his wording before continuing to speak to Ryan.

"The Female wants to marry me. We'd already agreed on it, but after I beat Shockwave, I went back on my promise."

Ryan poured himself a cup of coffee too. He didn't understand why, so he simply asked.

"What's wrong with The Female? Is it her personality or her skills in bed that make you not want to marry her?"

"Neither. It's me. I don't want to lose my public image as a good, single guy."

"The Female can understand that, right?"

"She's a stupid woman. She can't understand anything."

Even as he said that, A-Train still looked at The Female with the eyes of a lover. Ryan took a sip of coffee and set his cup down.

A-Train's request was a minor matter. Ryan said he would talk to Homelander about it when necessary.

But nothing came free.

Ryan had always believed