She's enhelmeted again.

"If you can bounce him exactly what you saw Scion think, the way you did Legend, he will not waste time denying it."

"...he'll be incredibly shaken by that, though," Legend tells Alexandria.

"Yes. But the alternative is him building an internal tower of justifications and rationalizations and denial which will take time to dismantle."

He doesn't say anything to that.

"- okay. I can do that."

Where's Eidolon -

Sitting on a roof.

- pop.

"—Epic. Hello. Thank you for all your help," he says, his voice echo-y under his mask.

"Of course. I read Scion's mind, I showed Legend and Alexandria and I want to show you but for what it's worth they thought you'd be shocked."

"...show me what?"

"What is going on in Scion's head."

"Why would I be shocked?"

- fine. He bounces it.

And Eidolon reacts as if he's been punched in the gut, as if all the air's been knocked out of him. He uses his hand to prop himself up on the floor and starts breathing heavily.

"He's... wrong," he says.

"Oh?"

He just shakes his head. "I didn't—I don't have that kind of power—"

He's probably just trying (and failing) to convince himself.

Wing-hug?

He won't particularly react to the wing hug but he won't refuse it, either.

Well Epic will hang out here on the roof winghugging the most powerful cape who accidentally created Behemoth.

After a couple of minutes he tries to shrug Epic off.

Epic withdraws his wing.

And he takes off.

Yeah okay. 

He finds Legend to report this.

"—we should find him. Right now."

....where's Eidolon?