[It was probably as painless as it could've been and Scott slides his sunglasses back on when they finish. Good, they're done and he can leave. He looks at the pieces of the statue and a childish part of him wants to kick it, preferably the head, but he decides on a simple act of rebellion instead.
He jumps off the table and buries his hands in his pockets, trying to act all indifferent. He doesn't succeed, mostly because of how whiny he comes off.]
You don't need me to take these pieces out. That has nothing to do with my powers.
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He jumps off the table and buries his hands in his pockets, trying to act all indifferent. He doesn't succeed, mostly because of how whiny he comes off.]
You don't need me to take these pieces out. That has nothing to do with my powers.