Vought's restaurant had not been this "lively" in a long time.
The commotion before him stirred a trace of irritation in Homelander.
He did not know why, so he swept his super vision over the crowd while his Super Hearing locked onto their heartbeats.
No one else showed any abnormalities like the bald male employee. Today's incident seemed to be over, and no one would dare try anything.
He switched off his super senses, but that trace of irritation remained.
What was going on?
Homelander could not figure it out. Hadn't he already taken care of his father's worries?
Yet his gaze still flicked toward Soldier Boy from time to time as he recalled Mother's Milk's accusations.
This guy who claimed he would lead everyone in being heroes had a past like that too?
Then what exactly were his "standards for a hero," and how much had he lived up to them himself?
As he thought it over, Homelander realized where his irritation came from.
The lessons Soldier Boy had always instilled in him stood in stark contradiction to his father's own behavior.
His father seemed to... say one thing and do another.
Homelander shook his head, unwilling to think about it any further, and walked toward Mother's Milk.
The medical staff had decided to take Mother's Milk to the emergency care area for further assessment of his injuries using their equipment.
Moved by that trace of sympathy for Mother's Milk, Homelander stopped them.
"Wait. There are tears in some of the blood vessels near the surface of his brain. Within a few dozen minutes, the bleeding will spread and put pressure on his brain stem. Keep an eye on that."
The medical staff exchanged looks, their expressions grave. They knew Homelander had X-ray vision and could see more clearly