Private Angel sat up straight on the sofa and downed the scalding water in one gulp without so much as a change in expression.
Only after emptying the glass did she look up at Homelander. "Oh, if it isn't Homelander?"
Something about that flippant tone made Homelander's scalp tingle.
He still hadn't figured out exactly what Private Angel's deal was. Even the information in Vought's database was vague; all he knew was that she had a rare healing ability.
Besides, he didn't dare casually offend a woman who gave even his father a headache.
"Good afternoon, Private Angel. Long time no see," Homelander greeted her politely.
Soldier Boy finally had a moment to spare and glanced at the woman Homelander had brought back.
He had assumed she was some other nobody, but he hadn't expected it to be her!
"John, why did you capture her?" Soldier Boy asked in confusion.
He walked around Neuman, looking her up and down.
She seemed to carry herself better in person than in photographs...
"You know her? Good thing I brought her back today, or we'd be facing some major trouble again."
Homelander smiled and recounted what had happened.
After listening, Soldier Boy fell silent. Only after a long while did he squeeze out a question. "She hired those paid trolls slandering me online, calling me a sissy?"
Over the past month, Soldier Boy had been browsing social media, where plenty of people were insulting him.
But he didn't care. Whenever he was in a bad mood or bored, he would argue with them, shutting them up in a few exchanges.
But there was one group that churned out edited pictures of Soldier Boy in Lolita dresses, little pink skirts, maid outfits... and called him a sissy.
It was extremely insulting.
Soldier Boy flew