"I understand. An experiment, right? Go ahead."
Natasha smiled and nodded, agreeing without hesitation. She trusted Deathstroke unconditionally, though she still had to tease him a little.
"It won't hurt a lot and make me bleed, will it? Be gentle with me."
"I get the feeling your mind went somewhere else, but I'm not saying it." Su Ming scraped a finger across her nose, then nodded to Kitty beside them. "Take us out first."
Dream of a Thousand Cats gave a small puff. Starlit mist instantly swept across the entire dreamscape, and when it dispersed, everyone had returned to reality.
Deathstroke was still standing off to one side with the cat on his shoulder, while Natasha had just raised herself from the desk. There was even a puddle of drool on its surface.
"Try the Tenth Metal patch." Su Ming raised a hand and activated the Origin Force, adding just a trace of Quantum Concepts to shape a soft silver disc as thin as a cicada's wing. He reached out and pressed it against the back of the redhead's head.
"Doesn't feel like anything special." Natasha, who had been secretly wiping the desk with her hand, paused before shaking her head.
"No sensation is correct. This is only a nanometer-thick sheet of Tenth Metal. It doesn't contain much energy, and it certainly isn't some miracle cure. We're merely using the metal's innate properties to stabilize the frequency of brain waves."
Su Ming observed the girl, signaling for her to go to the bed.
"The nightmare Kitty just took out was only a minion, not the one I'm looking for. So another minion might follow the dream and find yours next. Only then will we know whether this patch works."
"Understood, but I'm not sleepy at all right now. How am