[ Maine snorts a laugh, lips curling up slightly in a smile. He's proud of his body. Proud of the work he's put into it; proud of the weapon he's created. It's taken years of unrelenting discipline to reach this point, and he's (finally) satisfied with the results.
He rolls a shoulder in a half-shrug, the smile still lingering. ]
Big guy.
[ It may sound like an understatement, but it's how Maine views himself. He's not "massive" or "giant"; he's just big. ]
Shield's good. [ "Shield," not wall or even power. Subconsciously equating it to an armor enhancement used by a teammate. ] Versatile.
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He rolls a shoulder in a half-shrug, the smile still lingering. ]
Big guy.
[ It may sound like an understatement, but it's how Maine views himself. He's not "massive" or "giant"; he's just big. ]
Shield's good. [ "Shield," not wall or even power. Subconsciously equating it to an armor enhancement used by a teammate. ] Versatile.