[Powers. Now that's interesting, because already he can feel his own gone dormant, as if sleeping behind the iron bars of a cage that he cannot hope to reach. He'll try again later, of course, at the detriment of himself -- a pain that thrums with blue at the center of his chest.]

I do.

[A tug of a frown on his face.]

It was... inherited. It belonged to my father, and now I'm its keeper. Its guardian. So you can imagine how displeased I am to leave it without anyone at the helm.