[That had, at one point, been one of Jack’s greatest fears—that he’d accidentally hurt someone by underestimating his own strength. In earlier years, he’d been very strict about who he spars with and when, and always held himself back accordingly. He can feel her flinch underneath his hands and he tries to run a reassuring thumb over her knuckles letting her know that it’s all right. She won’t hurt him.]
No.
[And she’s lucky that she just has the abilities, now, and didn’t have to go through what he did to get them. He’s since compartmentalized the experience, but he does remember sweaty, painful nights in the medical bay, the ache of everything changing too fast, being overwhelmed by heightened senses and raw power, feeling like his body didn’t belong to him until he finally started to settle into it.]
I don’t think they did, either.
[The goal had been stronger, faster, sharper, more durable. Something that could stand a chance against the Omnics. When faced with human extinction, unintended side effects are something of an afterthought. He's not even sure how long he's supposed to live.]
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No.
[And she’s lucky that she just has the abilities, now, and didn’t have to go through what he did to get them. He’s since compartmentalized the experience, but he does remember sweaty, painful nights in the medical bay, the ache of everything changing too fast, being overwhelmed by heightened senses and raw power, feeling like his body didn’t belong to him until he finally started to settle into it.]
I don’t think they did, either.
[The goal had been stronger, faster, sharper, more durable. Something that could stand a chance against the Omnics. When faced with human extinction, unintended side effects are something of an afterthought. He's not even sure how long he's supposed to live.]