That sounded rotten. Rich generally was comfortable with rolling around with jerks, thugs, murderers, and terrorists, but things got weird in space and it made for very strange bedfellows. (Sometimes literally bedfellows, in Gamora's case). And he had a whole species back home that was just like him, with plenty of good people he cared about.
"That might be it. With people getting powers from somewhere else there's also less of that existential 'humanity is being replaced' stuff people get all worked up about, too." He rolled his eyes. "But it still don't make sense when here I am able to blow up a moon if I sneeze the wrong way."
Actually, the difference was deeper than that. It wasn't just about raw power.
"Hell, I'm probably less human than you, even if I don't look it," he said. "Mutants, they've got a quirk or two of the DNA that's different, but they're still mostly human, and I'm guessing yours has to be at least pretty humanlike for us to even be having this conversation. Meanwhile, I'm changed all the way down to the molecular level."
He held out his flesh and blood hand and a little orb of orange-yellow energy appeared there, pulsing like it was alive. His eyes also glowed a faint blue.
"I don't even have proper DNA anymore. My body's pretty much just a not-so-fancy, human-shaped container for this. It wouldn't even survive if I didn't have it in me."
The Nova Force wasn't really something he was all that interested in understanding the nature of. It was what it was. It was in his body, it was a part of him, and there was a part of him that wanted it to always be a part of him, because that was the little spark inside him that made him a Human Rocket, made it so he could help a whole lotta people. Honestly, it needed to always be a part of him because now he'd become too changed to live without it.
But eggheads like his little brother Robby were always fascinated by the science behind it and he figured Donnie might be interested in it, too. So he offered it almost like a toy he could play with, hoping he might enjoy it.
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"That might be it. With people getting powers from somewhere else there's also less of that existential 'humanity is being replaced' stuff people get all worked up about, too." He rolled his eyes. "But it still don't make sense when here I am able to blow up a moon if I sneeze the wrong way."
Actually, the difference was deeper than that. It wasn't just about raw power.
"Hell, I'm probably less human than you, even if I don't look it," he said. "Mutants, they've got a quirk or two of the DNA that's different, but they're still mostly human, and I'm guessing yours has to be at least pretty humanlike for us to even be having this conversation. Meanwhile, I'm changed all the way down to the molecular level."
He held out his flesh and blood hand and a little orb of orange-yellow energy appeared there, pulsing like it was alive. His eyes also glowed a faint blue.
"I don't even have proper DNA anymore. My body's pretty much just a not-so-fancy, human-shaped container for this. It wouldn't even survive if I didn't have it in me."
The Nova Force wasn't really something he was all that interested in understanding the nature of. It was what it was. It was in his body, it was a part of him, and there was a part of him that wanted it to always be a part of him, because that was the little spark inside him that made him a Human Rocket, made it so he could help a whole lotta people. Honestly, it needed to always be a part of him because now he'd become too changed to live without it.
But eggheads like his little brother Robby were always fascinated by the science behind it and he figured Donnie might be interested in it, too. So he offered it almost like a toy he could play with, hoping he might enjoy it.