Interesting. Most metas that Harrison had dealt with until now would have gloated about it. Or at least been shameless in their admission. But not with Gabe. There was something more desperate to it. It wasn't a vendetta or revenge or pride. Nothing that usually drove those who wanted him dead. No, instead Gabe was just desperate.

It wasn't just that he wanted to do it. He needed to do it. Not that he needed to kill Harrison specifically, it didn't seem all that personal. It was a need like it had been for Blackout. With him, it had been electricity, energy. He needed to draw power to keep himself alive. But with Gabe, was it something more subtle? Something that wasn't such an obvious drain, but damaging either way.

"Not if your powers worked as well as you'd wanted them to. If you could convince even me that I'd known you for years, even if just for a few days, then just about anything could be possible. But the question I asked you. Gabe. Was why."