"I see. Do you want to help me make a city? Then we can go to that center without leaving a giant pit here."

"If you can make anything you could make bugs and other things to spy on everyone, and we're not willing to just take your word for it."

"...yeah, that's fair, I could do that. Okay. Where're we going?"

"Rio de Janeiro. How fast can you fly?"

"With the wings, slower than you by a lot. I could make an airplane if we're in a hurry?"

"They could shoot you down if you didn't know the protocols for navigating airspace."

"Okay. Then wing-speed it is. Should I put up signs near the excavated area so people know what's going on?"

"...probably wouldn't hurt."

Now there are signs ringing the whole area saying in Portuguese 'reconstruction under way, please stay clear'.

And the cape starts flying away. "I'm AK, by the way," introduces the cape.

"Epic. What's your power?"

"Arm superspeed and superstrength, can throw things really fast and hard. Yours?"

"Making stuff."

"...and the wings? And how'd you make the radiation... and the rest of the city... go away?"

"Made the wings, made the whole area into air."

"...so you can transform things, too?"

"Only into air, as far as I can tell, and I have to think about it as making room for a thing I'm making?"

"Huh. What kinds of things can you make?"

"Everything I've tried so far."

"And... you triggered yesterday? What about your parents?"

"I tried making dead people alive again, doesn't work."

"—oh. I'm sorry, kid."

"I can make them but they're not - they breathe, even, but it's like they're in a coma, I'm hoping maybe there're healers somewhere who can wake them up. And then we'd have resurrection. That'd be good."

He nods. "Maybe. We have some healers. Where are you from? How do you even speak Portuguese?"

"We used to live near here, we left when -"