Great, so I'm not the only one! [He laughs slightly, more an exhale than anything. It was strange that he would have this particular fact in common with someone, especially when a lot of people found it to be the weirdest thing about him. In the past, the only way anyone had been able to contact him while on the move was Ruth being able to divine the number of the payphone he'd been standing by.

Thom had expected something close to graciousness, maybe shock and awe but instead saw something almost dead behind Adam's eyes... that great blackness in the boy's aura surging up in a way that had Thom looking away, trying to disengage his powers completely.] Your- your eardrum, right? Its broken... I could put it back together, if you wanted. You don't have to... but it doesn't hurt, I promise. It feels nice.