No.

( slight roll of his eyes there, he crawls his way onto the bed and drops himself down to lay on it next to wade. sigh on his lips, fingers carding slowly through his hair. )

He said he's an Asgardian. Whatever that is. He just seems to be able to do things with his mind but... not. It's more magical with the colours.

( lifting his hand from his head, he rubs wade's thigh instead, simply as a means to touch him, staring up to the ceiling. )

I sort of met Scott's new submissive. Midnighter? He messaged me out of the blue asking to see my eyes.